Album: Last Train To Paris (2009)
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  • Uh, uh, uh
    Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn
    Auto fatigued then fatigue the enemy
    Look man you wanna see me locked up, shot up
    Moms crotched up over the casket screamin' bastard
    Cryin', know my friends is lyin'
    I know who killed em' filled em
    With them luggers from they rugers on they deserts
    Dyin' aint the s***
    But it's pleasant kinda quiet
    Watch my n****s bring the riot

    Came from the heavens just to sing a song for you
    To the rhythm of my love for you,
    And now it's beating slow, and you know
    This the end of the road when I sing this slow song for you you
    And love was nothin' but another gun for you
    And I would hide it in my hopeless soul
    I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go,
    I don't know, you can hear them callin, don't you,
    When the angels call like

    Yo
    If you don't wanna stay you can goo
    But since love don't live here no more
    The angels are flying so low,
    Singing to you (don't you hear me callin you)
    He's the one you love (cause I hear them callin me)
    And he's the one you trust (now that time is almost through)
    Time is runnin out (there's nothin left to do)
    When they're callin you
    When the angels call like (i answer)

    Calling, for you, I will tell the angels now
    Let them turn back in to stone
    I do, love you, it's true
    Fire, climbing
    We ignore the angels call
    They were warnings after all
    It's cool, if I, pick you
    When the angel's call like

    Yo
    If you don't wanna stay you can goo
    But since love don't live here no more
    The angels are flying so low,
    Singing to you (don't you hear me callin you)
    He's the one you love (cause I hear them callin me)
    And he's the one you trust (now that time is almost through)
    Time is runnin out (there's nothin left to do)
    When they're callin you
    When the angels call like (i answer)

    Uh, uh, uh
    Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn
    Auto fatigued then fatigue the enemy
    Look man you wanna see me locked up, shot up
    Moms crotched up over the casket screamin' bastard
    Cryin', know my friends is lyin'
    I know who killed em' filled em
    With them luggers from they rugers on they deserts
    Dyin' ain't the s*** but it's pleasant
    Kinda quiet watch my n****s bring the riot Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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