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Chorus: You keep sending me angles Here they come a flyin' You keep sending me angels To keep me from cryin' You keep sending me angels Sweet and true You keep sending me angels Just like you Verse 1: These niggas selfish in my village - but I made it thru the slums And for what? To know they hate me - No one makes it where I'm from Just a Quest Called Tribe - with my eyes wide open Few with divine focus - who try then died hopeless Survived - to make a difference - no matter who is indifferent, A better livin - type of place to raise kids in And that alone could pay these dividends - so I get it I just make the team better, - like Jordan made Pippen Lord Willing, - to see this keep me humble and hungry And some days it sunny - but it aint so hard - I mean, School was my hustle - was just Kidz In the Hall It's what you learn from The Roots - when Things Fall Apart Who'll ride wit us - and side kick it - as my witness And for 5 minutes, I'll get high, defy limits No lie - my shine glistens - so I know that I've sowed what I'm reepin' Shyt is different today - the feeling is fleeting Chorus: You keep sending me angles Here they come a flyin' You keep sending me angels To keep me from cryin' You keep sending me angels Sweet and true You keep sending me angels Just like you Verse 2: I'll tell 'em - you gotta pay for this - and I remember when I use to pray for this I mean poor righteous teachers - I just read between the ..... In my mind - nothin' can stop me - I'd probably lead the blind Old heads - I pay homage - share the knowledge with my peers, and then I pray for the kids - who grew up like I did So yea, some people listen and they notice every line I Wish that I could have that moment for life But I'm alright - because I - could tell the growth - to sell my soul could be a risk Or be dope but don't exist - Out of sight, out of mind Think long as they breakin ' bread - I'll never step outta line I'll feel like I am entitled - I am free, I'm alive So I gotta rise up - I'm up, I'm tough, won't divide us When I get the tribe up - when they line up - Give em signs cuz my niggas willin' to die for - Keep the eyes up - Til times up on my grind - So I get fi(re)'d up - win or lose - refuse to keep it tied up Whatever it takes to remind us - What we need is still inside us and they Chorus: You keep sending me angles Here they come a flyin' You keep sending me angels To keep me from cryin' You keep sending me angels Sweet and true You keep sending me angels Just like you Verse 3: And for what, to know they hate me, No one makes it where I'm from And pray for these kids - who grew up like I did Poor righteous teacher - I just read between the lines Thank the Lord for my kids even if nobody else want em Chorus: You keep sending me angles Here they come a flyin' You keep sending me angels To keep me from cryin' You keep sending me angels Sweet and true You keep sending me angels Just like you |