Angels

[Hook 1: Sade]
There is a woman in Somalia
Scraping for bones on the road side
There's a force stronger than nature
Keeps her in 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: Pdot O]
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
Shit 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 realize 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
Pass the spliff though
I'm tryna fly with no wings boss
On my mama, this gon' heal you cuz
Fuck 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: Sade & Pdot O]
There is a woman in Somalia (Let the angel sing)
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: Pdot O]
I don't care about the bars
Shit, I don't care bout the fame or the lights, or the bitches in this game
I'm just tryna search for somethin
Evoke that somethin' that's in you
Motherfucker, I swear to God there's somethin'
My sister told me my profanity is peaking now
I know I curse a lot 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 till they kick us out
And even then the music live forever
I invite my fellow greats we gon' kill together
I hope you feel my letter
Take time to read this letter
Everyday I sharpen my pen, I seek for better ways to climatize
People seem to idolize 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

[Hook 3: Sade & Pdot O]
There is a woman in Somalia (Let the angel sing)
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: Pdot O]
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
Till 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: Sade & Pdot O]
There is a woman in Somalia (Let the angel sing)
The sun gives her no mercy (True story)
The same sky we lay under (Uh)
Burns her to the bone
Long as afternoon shadows (As long as there's hope)
It's gonna take her to get home (They can't fade us)
Each grain carefully wrapped up (God got us)
Pearls for her little girl (Kid Caeser!)
Hallelujah (Amen)
(Amen)
Hallelujah (Amen)
(Let the angel sing)
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