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letra de angels - pdoto

{hook 1}
there is a woman in somalia
scr-ping for bones on the road side
there’s a force stronger than nature
keeps her in a line
this is how she’s dying
she’s dying to survive…
don’t know what she’s made off
i would like to be that brave
she lives a life she didn’t choose…
and it hurts like brand new shoes…
hurts like brand new shoes

{verse 1}
what it look like, it’s been a minute
but maybe not, i’m crazy hot
i’ve been drifting through the darkness
shifting through the rubble
sh-t is god blessed
stood the test of time
look a hot mess but god knows
mama said finish your food
you gotta clean your plate
they say you gotta lose your life
before they see you’re great
tears falling from an angel’s eyes
i’ve been blessed but i’m still alive
let the real arise
took it time for y’all to realise the real is i
still soaring through them skies like an eagle’s eye
even my, clique know i’m odd but i’m sick though
p-ss the spliff though
i’m tryna fly with no wings boss
on my mama, this gon heal you cuz
f-ck a prescription
this music finna build you cuz
i’m alone in my zone again
just let the music talk
you can try these shoes on
but it’s gon hurt to walk

{hook 2}
there is a woman in somalia
she’s dying to survive
don’t know what she’s made of
i would like to be that brave
she lives a life she didn’t choose…
and it hurts like brand new shoes…
hurts like brand new shoes

{verse 2}
i don’t care about the bars
sh-t, i don’t care bout the fame or the lights or the b-tches in this game
i’m just tryna search for somethin
evoke that somethin’ that’s in you
motherf-cker, i swear to god there’s somethin
my sister told me my profanity is peaking now
i know i cuss alot i’m tryna let that demon out, and once i let it out i take a breath
i’m breathing now
nothin finna stop us, we gon’ cook til they kick us out
and even then the music live forever
i invite my fellow greats we gon k!ll together
i hope you feel my letter
take time to read this letter
everyday i sharpen my pen, i seek for better ways to climitize
people seem to idolise my honest scribe
subscribe to a greater power, god still live inside..
this is prophecy
yeah this is prophecy
best believe no other rapper out here can mirror me

let the angels sing

{hook 3}
there is a woman in somalia
she’s dying to survive…
don’t know what she’s made off?!
i would like to be that brave
she lives a life she didn’t choose…
and it hurts like brand new shoes…
hurts like brand new shoes

{verse 3}
to my fans, i’ve been beaten and bruised
i gave my heart to you, it’s clear that i got nothing to lose
i still dig deep, pull out that magic inside me
i pray christ really keep that magic inside me
maybe the magic is dying
maybe i’m searching for higher me
my thoughts heavy and dark, i’m looking for lighter me
close a chapter with a verse, i know it hurts to be a “have not” but god is with us so we gon’ brawl till our heads drop
til our heads drop, i started now i can’t stop
truth be told, when you the light it seldom gets dark
red roses, red roses, hope’s alive but i stray cause i need focus sometimes nothing makes sense and it seems hopeless
but nothing that was worth having, is a “breeze” know this..
notice!? my eyes heavy but i still own this
still carry a lot of weight on my steel shoulders
gone

{hook 4}
there is a woman in somalia
the sun gives her no mercy
the same sky we lay under
burns her to the bone
long as afternoon shadows
it’s gonna take her to get home
each grain carefully wrapped up
pearls for her little girl

hallelujah
hallelujah

she cries to the heaven above
there is a stone in my heart
she lives in a world she didn’t choose
and it hurts like brand-new shoes
hurts like brand-new shoes

- pdoto

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