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The Angels Video (MV)




Performed By: Chris Moronta
Length: 3:06
Written by: Chris Moronta




Chris Moronta - The Angels Lyrics




Is there any anger in you? Any anger in your work?
Of course there is, of course there is
Talk about that, tell me more about the anger as well
What are you angry about?
Hmm... Hmm...

27 right around the corner
So, I Left .22 with bullets for ya
Everybody wanna talk downers
But they ain't up, swallow paranoia
Watching everybody's 'shmoves'
That shit aint quiet bitch move
D'evil creeping on the low
The Angels fighting but they lose
A lil nigga with his head high
Mister 'Kill em with the flow'
Get my chips in Las Vegas
Money Phones Bankrolls
LA SALA RECORDS
1% need the whole thing
Never spoil hoes
Bubble Gum and Dick flows
The Lord Knows Lord Knows
Lord Knows I'm on Death Row
Bad Boy till I R I P
My delivery so special
Had the devil to the left
The angel to my right
Both told me go get yours
We either making it or taking it
Never f*cked with anything eventual
Exercised my pen so, never nothing accidental
Starters looking like the bench warm
I set it off for no reason, a nigga need some competition
This the 3rd album in the year I'm only only pre heating
Motherf*cker I be cheffing it
Motherf*cker this my kitchen

The Angels all around me
But they don't respond
Everything thats right
I always do so wrong
Tryna see the light
But it just seems so far
The Voices say Let go
But I'm just holdin' on

I'm on a death wish
How long will my soul live
Said I got a Question?
Before I be off this
Said I Gotta Get It

Even if you couldn't see but you could feel would you still doubt?

I'm the living proof, dying in a album
In my tomb, will this speak volumes
Doomed 27 white lighters
Left Hand sworn to The Bible
After all it's said and done
No Phillip Patek Protect the outcome
Heaven or Hell, No Time to Tell
Only the Meek that will prevail
This one for guys, who bidding off time
Serving they Life within a cell
Is it the DNA or can we see destiny for ourselves
The Angels surround us
But talking don't help
The Angels surround us
But the talking don't help no
So tell me whats real and tell me whats not
Keeping the Peace, or Cockin' the glock?
Punch in the Job, or Clock on the Block?
Stick to the Hustle, or you get Knocked
6 days for Devil, But only 1 meeting with God
That's Why

The Angels all around me
But they don't respond
Everything thats right
I always do so wrong
Tryna see the light
But it just seems so far
The Voices say Let go
But I'm just holdin' on

I'm on a death wish
How long will my soul live
Said I got a Question?
Before I be off this
Said I Gotta Get It
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Is there any anger in you? Any anger in your work?
Of course there is, of course there is
Talk about that, tell me more about the anger as well
What are you angry about?
Hmm... Hmm...

27 right around the corner
So, I Left .22 with bullets for ya
Everybody wanna talk downers
But they ain't up, swallow paranoia
Watching everybody's 'shmoves'
That shit aint quiet bitch move
D'evil creeping on the low
The Angels fighting but they lose
A lil nigga with his head high
Mister 'Kill em with the flow'
Get my chips in Las Vegas
Money Phones Bankrolls
LA SALA RECORDS
1% need the whole thing
Never spoil hoes
Bubble Gum and Dick flows
The Lord Knows Lord Knows
Lord Knows I'm on Death Row
Bad Boy till I R I P
My delivery so special
Had the devil to the left
The angel to my right
Both told me go get yours
We either making it or taking it
Never f*cked with anything eventual
Exercised my pen so, never nothing accidental
Starters looking like the bench warm
I set it off for no reason, a nigga need some competition
This the 3rd album in the year I'm only only pre heating
Motherf*cker I be cheffing it
Motherf*cker this my kitchen

The Angels all around me
But they don't respond
Everything thats right
I always do so wrong
Tryna see the light
But it just seems so far
The Voices say Let go
But I'm just holdin' on

I'm on a death wish
How long will my soul live
Said I got a Question?
Before I be off this
Said I Gotta Get It

Even if you couldn't see but you could feel would you still doubt?

I'm the living proof, dying in a album
In my tomb, will this speak volumes
Doomed 27 white lighters
Left Hand sworn to The Bible
After all it's said and done
No Phillip Patek Protect the outcome
Heaven or Hell, No Time to Tell
Only the Meek that will prevail
This one for guys, who bidding off time
Serving they Life within a cell
Is it the DNA or can we see destiny for ourselves
The Angels surround us
But talking don't help
The Angels surround us
But the talking don't help no
So tell me whats real and tell me whats not
Keeping the Peace, or Cockin' the glock?
Punch in the Job, or Clock on the Block?
Stick to the Hustle, or you get Knocked
6 days for Devil, But only 1 meeting with God
That's Why

The Angels all around me
But they don't respond
Everything thats right
I always do so wrong
Tryna see the light
But it just seems so far
The Voices say Let go
But I'm just holdin' on

I'm on a death wish
How long will my soul live
Said I got a Question?
Before I be off this
Said I Gotta Get It
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Writer: Chris Moronta
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