Angels

[Intro] Pass my tea, pass my tea Pass the tree, pass the tree [Verse 1] This for my Angels Chain gold, tangled, with a love strangle Let the pain flow Got a vision, paint slow Chilling with my scapegoat I don't care about the weather Bout to go and get your raincoat Keep it on the dillo, like the homies When we creep slow Clouds of weed smoke in my cathedral Take my young life to see he's P-O-S-T-E-D On the block like a stamp on your SAT Hold me down till I'm six feet deep in the pussy [Verse 2] Never see me tripping yo I'm working with what I could see All these cats running like the boys that push trees Couldn't hold the weight [?] We true emcees The foolish schemes seem to find the cool in me Henny what you do to me, but yet I hang like some jewelry A legend, I'm soon to be I consume you musically, I bet you used to be the same dude On some foolery I had it With bad habits and whack tactics Laying on this flat mattress trying to smash Your bad actress She ain't keep it real and my homie keep it still The only thing I keep is this sound that helps me feel You feel me? [Outro] This for my angels that fell from the top Watch the bodies drop