Angel

An angel, an immortal spiritual creature, attendant upon God.
An angel, a guardian sent to overlook [echoes]

(Verse 1)
Ay yo for you crooked cops, the thug life lookin nox
Wife cooking rocks, I'm on lookout, but couldn't watch
It's terrible the scenario got me going till it's burial
Kept it stereo, so we buried him with his radio
Some niggas robbed him and shot him took his hat keys
Left his head a hole in the front, with no backpiece
I'm stressin', some voices on both sides of my head
One says, ";chill,"; the other's like, ";them niggas gotta be dead";
Instead we all went to they block, 'bout to flip on a clip
The full clip in my shit, and tight grip on the pit
The serious slow, them kids was curious and shook
like, ";who's that with the clenched fist tryin to pinch the crook?";
";Who killed my man last week? Y'all niggas is asked, man, speak!";
Before I could shoot this old man put his hands on my damn heat
He said, ";I was sent as your guardian, you're the only one that can see me
Killing him won't bring your friend back to life, son, believe me";

(Chorus)
I'm your Angel
You're my Angel

(Verse 2)
Yo, I'm in the crib, high, lazy, blastin' my new Jay-Z
Shorty I fuck with starts buzzin' my hip crazy
Call her back, ";You horny again??"; lemme find out
She's crying all hysterical I couldn't get a line out
Said her baby father wreckless, jealous over the necklace
Beat her up good and peeled of in a Lexus
";Shorty, I'm over there, sit still, just chill";
In the Ac', pedal floored with the gat onboard
That's when I heard, ";You willing to meet the law for a broad?";
What the...Grabbed my heat, ";Who the FUCK in my back seat?";
He said, ";Be cool, nigga, right now you a fool, nigga
Pass it up, 'cuz she might be settin' your ass up or what
You and son bump heads, get to clappin'
Get locked up for life and it could've been avoided
But your male pride destroyed it, eager to bust chrome
You need to bust a U-ey, son, and go the FUCK back home.";

(Chorus)

What should I do to this kid right here?
This kid right here is soft, man.
Bitch ass nigga, watch this, watch this...

(Verse 3)
This kid ran up on the next, attempting to front on him [yo]