the sky dream. Lights out, lights out in London Hold tight until the end. Maybe now you'll know they'll never Wait for tomorrow. Lights out, lights out
Shift my trust to you it's like a crystal clear night Expand in all directions get the sections to unite Hashem's rays fire blaze light my way light
records, you lock stiff in my presence My squad gets respected for cockin the fifth and affect it Stick a chip in your [rectum] and pull your soul out
it's not supposed to go like that I wonder if guardian angels cry When they see it all play out And as they stand with their hands tied Oh, do they cry out
move to Los Angeles, ah My jelly my bitch and they go pullin' till I dismount So don't trip when I flip this song fifth dog nigga Nodding the don now
laugh, fuck her I'm out smashed (mash) Get 'em out that paper, no one escape us, yes we comin Heavenly angel's will they help me, I'm grindin stayin out
the fire that burns out our loved ones and takes its toll out on me. 'cause good luck is always keeping minutes we gotta stay in play, so don't run out
for killin' my best boy, haters On permenant hiatus as I escape In the Maybach Benz Fly this then sanaa lathan Pumpin' Brown Sugar by D'Angelo In Los Angeles
, come on) Send me an angel in the morning, baby Send me an angel in the morning, darling Send me Muhammad in the morning, baby Send me an angel in the
flower If that light went on that meant go Say what you really mean, I atone For all the women I abused as a youngster People got four fifths out this
Should I spend or should I hold on for what tomorrow brings Fly ain't that roll egg, so many lips in my head Seeing some act up from one taste out the
yeah come on) Send me an angel in the morning, baby Send me an angel in the morning, darling Send me muhammad in the morning, baby Send me an angel in
dollars just for opening the door Sosa would give the bartender two hundred dollars just for keeping The ice cold, yeah we were legends and we still are Two hundred fallen angels
Intro/chorus: all together This goes out to my magnum force When we lay a nigga out they come and drag him off May the force be with me and if not our
in the smoke lost in the smoke) I've got to get higher higher (Keep on smoking smoking smoking) Heavenly hosts and angels above Roll smoke toke choke pull out
for opening the door Sosa'd give the bartender two hundred dollars Just for keeping the ice cold Yeah we were legends, yeah and we still are legends Two hundred fallen angels
best, poor haters On permanent, hi-atus as I skate in the Maybach Benz, fly this guy leavin Pumpin "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo In Los Angeles, like an evangelist
