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  • Текст, перевод и аккорды “The Rage of Angels”

  • yea Jedi Mind Tricks my man Stoup holdin' me down yea yea It's been five years since you've been locked in the PEN And not to mention all the fuckin drama it bring You always in my heart and that's a BEAUTIFUL thing like warm air flowin from a beautiful spring But that's sum wild shit to do to a king And maybe some day i'll get used to the sting For now i'll been thinkin about you everyday And how we use to dumb out in everyway Brought a smile to my face on my hardest of days and praying that your mother and your father can raise Your little brother into a man one day I'll stay in touch with him so the plan won't stray But don't you worry about your little brother, he fine He smart with a heart and he steadily shine And if the little soulja ever step outta line u know i'm gonna be there to show him the time So what the deal cuzin how it feel right now I'll be there soon so just chill right now Whas the deal cuzin how you feel right now I'll be there soon so just chill right now Yea it's Vinnie Paz, you know i'm sayin, Jedi Mind i'm holdin' u down baby I'd rather walk these hollow grounds wit a glock or four pounds Police lookin over my back with a glock it's low down Wit a clock that slows down, it shoots flock wit no sound And i'm carried away on my back like a stone popper party Lyin' til' my soul hurts (soul hurts) Mad as fuck scared and stuck, i can't control earth Surrounded feelin like a cold hearse wanting to fold first I thank my peeps every day becuz they chose birth I'm totally greatful, at times i act hateful Ya'll wish ya'll feed over me to reside in a gold cradle Brown paper bag living in the latest whips Trips to Ep Cops Centre in the space and shit Always reminisce about the shit you laced us with Always the street legend to the bravest cliques And now i see niggaz gettin, it makes me sick The same shit that could've made us rich, made us snitch Divide the men from the boys see what makes them bitch To watch mothers lovin' struggles just to raise their kids Soar my mind every time that i raise this fifth And drink the bottle til' it's hollow and it all makes sense Get it right, blood is thicker than water, could never shit on my peeps Allah space

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