My love for you is like a angel flyin' thru the sky like a bird in the winter, and your love for me is so deep, and sorta like a black rose cracking the cement My love for you lives on like the memory of Aaliyah singin' a last song and your love for me will never die like a black child struggling the ghetto to survive
My heart goes out to the beautiful woman that raised me 20 years after the Watts Riot, early 80's pops on drugs, moms couldn't take me in had a daughter already, said she was to young to feed another baby and shit got crazy, then 2 years came went baby's just growing away, we can't even pay the rent no hot water, i reminisce, tears runnin' down my face as i hold my daughter you spent years by the fire place, i was in the garden every Sunday at the church bible study at the carters, i was hard head back then i was selling crack when your hard earned money paid for basketball practice always at the game on time, yelling at the coaches wondering why your baby boy's sitting on the pon' even thou life gets hard sometimes, i keep my head up and i can make the sun shine in just one rhyme walk with me.
My love for you is like a angel flyin' thru the sky like a bird in the winter, and your love for me is so deep, and sorta like a black rose cracking the cement My love for you lives on like the memory of Aaliyah singin' a last song and your love for me will never die like a black child struggling the ghetto to survive
And now the lanes at the 57 Lincoln Continental, peddle to the floor looking for the highway to heaven, remember when your baby boy was 7 we had good times like i was Jay Jay and you was Florida Evans I should have listen to the reverend, now i drain my pain in this 40 ounce and these born ass records, disrespecting your house living reckless, look at me, inside your jewelry box about to pawn your necklace, every night you were in the window, lookin'
but what you do when your grandson's crooked, and he to old for whoopin' used to tell me i was smarter than that, took me down to the Compton, swap meet, bought my first starter hat, pulled over raider jacket to match a pair of Levis, a number 8 Jordan's with the all black straps when you died my soul cracked, can i get a soul clap I'm walking without a heart, can somebody hold that
My love for you is like a angel flyin' thru the sky like a bird in the winter, and your love for me is so deep, and sorta like a black rose cracking the cement My love for you lives on like the memory of Aaliyah singin' a last song and your love for me will never die like a black child struggling the ghetto to survive
I got a lot of things i wanna ask the Lord like why i can't see my grandmother face no more and why i can't seem to live without her and if i pray could he send her back to me one day cause heaven to crowded, every time i think about it i'm missin' your smile, can barely cough my angel is gone, i'm heartbroke, drowning in my own tears somebody throw me a robe or spread my wings so i can fly i'm ready to die might cry but i'm still a man, might be a man but i still cry big mama my angel in the sky if you wanna feel my pain, then close your eyes, hold your breath now that's to close to death, open your eyes see the light now, and if you love your grandmother like i love mine go tell her right now, i know how this might sound but my plan is to show you that i understand, you are appreciated
My love for you is like a angel flyin' thru the sky like a bird in the winter, and your love for me is so deep, and sorta like a black rose cracking the cement My love for you lives on like the memory of Aaliyah singin' a last song and your love for me will never die like a black child struggling the ghetto to survive Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
