Текст песни Angels

[Diddy] (B.I.G.)
Uh-huh...
This that Dirty Money..
Uh-huh...
(Uh..Uh..) It's that Dirty Money

[The Notorious B.I.G. - verse taken from "My Downfall"]
Uh, ain't no shook hands in Brook-land
Army fatigue -my fatigue, the enemies
Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, screamin BASTARD
Cryin, know my friends is lyin
Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em with the lugars from they Rugers
Or they Desert, dyin ain't the sh*t but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my n*ggaz bring the riot..
Uh, uh, uh... (It's that Dirty Money...)

[Diddy]
Came from the heavens just to sing a song for you...
To the rhythm of my love for you, and now it's beatin slow
And you know, this is the end of the road
When I sing this slow song for you, you...
And love was nothin' but another gun for you ('nother gun for you..)
And I would hide it in my helpless soul
I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go
I don't know, you can hear 'em callin, don't you?
When the angels call like..

[Chorus: Diddy (Dawn)]
Yoooooo-Hoo!
If you don't wanna stay you can goo-ohh
It seems love don't live here no more...
The angels are flyin so low, singin to you
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He's the one you love ('cause I hear 'em callin me...)
And he's the one you trust (like our time is almost through)
Time is runnin' out (There's nothin' left to do)
When they're callin you...
When the angels call like.. (I answer)

[Diddy]
Falling....for you...
I will tell the angels, "No"
Let 'em turn back into stone
I do... (I do...) love you... (love you...)
It's true.... (It's true...)
Fire...climbing...
We ignore the angels' call!
They were warnings after all
It's cool... if I'm... with you...
When the angels call like...

[Chorus]

[The Notorious B.I.G. - verse taken from "My Downfall"]
Uh, uh, uh
Ain't no shook hands in Brook-land
Army fatigue -my fatigue, the enemies
Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, screamin BASTARD
Cryin, know my friends is lyin
Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em with the lugars from they Rugers
or they Desert, dyin ain't the sh*t but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my n*ggaz bring the riot..
Uh, uh, uh... (It's that Dirty Money...)

[Diddy - Outro (repeat 'til fade)]
When the angels call like...