brown intentions - tears of an angel lyrics
[intro]
this is dedicated to all the locos that have p-ssed (and the east side)
may you rest eternally in peace
we’re gonna miss you, dog
[verse 1]
open up my eyes to realize i’m in a nightmare
frighten of society or are they the ones that are scared?
another loco’s gunning, he’s six feet under dirt
an eye for an eye, a cold blooded murderer
i remember the day on october 31st
night of the demons and blood is what they thirst
search [?], a foo blasted
now i got another loco lying in a casket
eternal sleep, six feet deep, vengeance’s sweet
in the river you will meet as a tear drops my cheek
homies are dying, jefitas crying
last thing you hear is an east side bullet flying
and the scream of a slug as it’s humming
and the scream of a mother’s loving
as she looks up at the sky with her teary eyes
her son’s soul is saved as an angel cries
[hook (x2)]
why, oh, why
why, oh, why
why do angels gotta cry?
[?]
for the dead homies on the east side
[verse 2]
forty ounce tilting, tear drops dropping
i wrote this rap crying, to drop as i’m rapping
(homie, what happened?)
all i remember that the gat came popping
when them putos starting capping
a couple of steps took and uh, to the liquor store
on a payphone where my homie got smoked
so then he p-ssed away about 2 am
d-mn, f-ck (ain’t that a sad thang?)
now have you seen an angel cry?
tears drop from the sky and land over here on the east side
homie, i remember when we used to play that (shoot’em up, bang, bang)
now, how can i forget the beautiful times we left behind
we used to laugh all high and forty sip all night
so now i close my eyes and clearly visualize
i finally realized there ain’t no gangsta’s paradise
[hook (x2)]
why, oh, why
why, oh, why
why do angels gotta cry?
[?]
for the dead homies on the east side
[verse 3]
put your forty in the sky, i say high
now, everybody swig for that angel dare cries
an angel drops tears, a gangster has no fears
one man cheers when death comes near
i wish when i get there, the golden gates will open up
i wish to sip a forty with my homies that are gone
we’re gonna miss you, dog
laying [?] at the park
we have missed you, dog
[?]
this is dedicated to them crying angels
gabriel, cortes and little homie negro
time still p-sses by and you ain’t been forgotten
for porky and george, my hood still keeps crying
i gotta thank god for all my true dogs
the ones that have p-ssed and the ones i still got
hey [?], for you i’ll [?] the sky
and pray to god that no more angels gotta cry
[hook (x2)]
why, oh, why
why, oh, why
why do angels gotta cry?
[?]
for the dead homies on the east side
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