Intro) 

Tell me why did they take Al B 

They take Baby, Tyre 

They killed Lil Chilla, my Mike and Corika 

They're the dying and Koreme 

Tell me why did they Al B, Al B yeah 

Lil Chilla, my Mike, and Corika 

They're the dying and Koreme 

So heavenly father what are you trying to tell me 

I guess I better bail up out this game 

And whatever they call me a little lame ole' wee 

A nigga fin to get up out these streets 

Cause ain't a damn thang good happening for me 

It seems I'ma be the next one to go, oh no 

I'm out of everything mama told me 

God's got his hands on you Geno 



(Chorus - 2x) 

There was this angel, whoa oh oh oh 

There was this angel, and it won't let me go 



[Darkside Ballaz: Lo] 

I cry in my ? pass me the tissue 

They say I got issues 

And I reply, I put my life on the line for mines 

And that's my only damn mission 

When D. Ski died, piece of mind was hard to find 

D. Ski we miss you, sweeped nine roadies 

From heaven rained down on me 

As I write these scriptures, and I'll be fine 

I had a whole lot of hell in me 

Before we took them pictures, and even worse 

Brothers and sisters started hating on me 

After we took them bitches, cause then you get to take em first 

Brothers and sisters started waiting on me 

To represent for a hood, they never produce us nothing good 

Ballas and killas out here waiting on me 

To retrieve my goods and leave me stinking in a back wood 

Heavenly father have mercy on me, in these struggling times 

To tell the truth, it's so hard to be righteous and let my little light shine 



(Chorus - 6x) 



[Darkside Ballaz: Sko] 

This shit got me pissed off, we use to be like rollies 

But now it's 2000, the motherfuckers don't even know me 

If I'm right, pass me cause they lifted up a hand now 

Blinded to em everytime I get the trash now 

Either could get put up on it, and coming up strong 

We knew right from wrong, but still we stayed away from home 

Over there on Konkress, kicking at the park with 

A blessed up niggas that's down with me to your dark with 

We'll meet again, I put this on a fiend 

If it's possible they end up cause we gone drink again 

Puffing on this dro ain't the same no mo' 

Drinking on this henne shit just ain't the same no mo' 

Oh, my nigga lost his life, at an early age 

And I cry to this day, wishing that he could of stayed 

Played the cards that he was dealt, records gone when it's dark 

But my nigga roll in death, as the gauge exploded on the block 

And just like Pac, I'ma paint a point of picture, kick it with you 

Grab some tissue, wipe my eyes cause I miss you 

God bless my niggas, I know you still here with us niggas 

Cause I could feel you, I could see you everytime I look in the mirror 

And not a word can hear you, cause I'm making these words clearer 

You are my angel, and my nigga, from the drive-by to the trigga 

Chi worldwide, whoever died on any side 



(Chorus - 6x) 



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