Imagi!ne - Let the Angels Sing lyrics

[Verse 1] I swear to God I wasn't born in a manger But I'm the son of God and I ain't even an angel Church every Sunday I ain't got time for that But if a fan writes to me I'll probably write her back I can't stop feeding the ego I'm tryna do good in a world of evil Pastor tell me that I'm late with my tithing Maybe cos I'm saving for a couple for a couple of diamonds Cold world, no Jermaine, the Novocane is for the pain Bible tells me that I'm destined to shine I'm in the pulpit I hope they're serving the wine I'm such a troubled human being, and that's exactly why I'm here I'm black when I shine, black when I cry Barack of my time braaaaa, let the Angels sing [Hook] There's so much sorrow, (uh yeah) ‘round this time (Just let the Angels Sing uh Let the Angels sing) Lord, look down, please, look down oh [Verse 2] For years we've been living in abject poverty Now that we're winning they calling it Illuminati f** your rumours n***a uh yeah f** ‘em all 400 hundred years of slavery it's our time to ball Martin had a dream, Mandela had a dream If Neo has a dream will he ever become King Day after day it's all practice I'm hoping it pays with no a** kiss I'm in the crowd jealous of Lamar Record label say try again tomorrow I keep pushing celebrating the wins going against the wind Knowing it never ends Now she saying lick it up, knowing I'm liquored Feeling me in the club, I'm the one look it up On tour with all the groupies and the broads But I'll probably thank God first thing at the awards [Hook] There's so much sorrow, (uh yeah) ‘round this time (Just let the Angels Sing uh Let the Angels sing) Lord, look down, please, look down oh [Verse 3] I just want a Benz and a crib overlooking the bridge It's my God given right to be rich and I is Rather I am, what God made me the man that I am So I can't understand Why people judging me of the sh** that I put in my songs If He's created in my image why can't I stop the sinning? Why can't I stop grinning while swimming among the women? But, there's bigger problems to resolve ok? Like a kid with an AK k k, or a kid selling cake cake cake For some cake cake cake or the K K K Back to the usual, tell me what you would do If black is beautiful why we wear it at funerals Pardon my mind when it race, I'm a case I'm so good at being bad but I hope they save me a place [Hook] There's so much sorrow, (uh yeah) ‘round this time (Just let the Angels Sing uh Let the Angels sing) Lord, look down, please, look down oh [Outro] Let's take em back to church Modimo, ke ngwana hao mboloke, mboloke (repeat)