Angels

By AWKWORD

Released on October 24, 2016

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[Verse 1: AWKWORD]

They call me a creep, never said I'm angelic

'Cause I live on the street, no one knows where I'm headed

Bearded, grimy, dirty, draped in old rags

I can't show you the truth, like a man dressed in drag

I'm penumbral, a relic, amorphous enigma, a vestige

Praying for you, reckless, desperate need for a respite

I get laughed at, derided, gas poured on me, ignited

If I tried I couldn't write it, God told me earth was blighted

I was handed down the mission, to save you all

I saw through divination, 6 billion, four walls

Cross continent, mountain range and ocean

Incontinent, your boats crumbled like erosion

So I grabbed my flight goggles, did some test runs

Floated on cement clouds, hobbled, drinking red rum (um) Time to pay for my mistakes

See it as a second chance, I guess it's never too late

Celestial MD, then reverse through pearly gates

I closed my crusty eyes, prayed I'd make it back safe

Woke up in the gutter, bleeding from the face

I forgot who I was, until I felt my wings shake

Caught a glimpse of my reflection, remembered my cause

Patched my tattered pinions, wrapped 'em in gauze

Now I've been here 30 years, you ain't ready for the salve (damn)

I'm your fallen angel on your corner, dissolve


[Hook: Voli]

(coming soon)


[Bridge: Voli]

(coming soon)


[Verse 2: Jasiri X]

Little petite light skinned shorty from B-More

Stayed woke so she could see more

Wait who’s that knocking on the door

Why's the police force dressed liked the Marine Corps

Serving a warrant for a misdemeanor

But no fear was this miss demeanor Pro Black rebel she wasn’t switching neither

She had a 5 year old he wasn’t bitching either

Man they was living what they heard from resistance leaders

Guns for me I got a gun for you Kodi what they come to do

They want to kill us for cops it's nothing new

Post it on Facebook Live and let the public view

Black fatigues M-16s they bout to come and shoot

Mommy got it Kodi hide in the closest

Cops come in blasting little man was a prophet

Catastrophic killed the goddess and even shot him

My angel Korryn war is not an option (one)


[Hook]


[Verse 3: MK Asante]

Fallen angel, balance was dangled

I came here on a black star that was spangled

Landed in Philly, city of angles

Everybody got one, hots ones til the cops come

I am from where you are not from

Nizzaw you cannot come, wait in the car

Everyday they earth quake my faith in Allah

But my power keep growing like 48 laws

Down so long, might never get up

Out the mud, so raw, I don’t ever get stuck

Heavenly stuff, reverend of rough, how much is enough?Depends on what you got in the trunk

Dependent on these devils cause they got what I want

Hell of an advance so I can get it up front

So I can get it and front, props for the stunt, proppin' you up

Kif the L — copper-topping the blunt

This that free-lunch room table-top Hip Hop

That label-less melanin hittin' your ear drops

The Devil disappear when your fear stop

So fear not my havenots in earshot


[Hook]


[Outro: movie sample]

Man 1: Sort of a fallen angel, aren't you? What happened to your wings?

Man 2: I haven't earned my wings yet. That's what I'm an angel second-class