Khamali King - City of Angels lyrics

[Chorus] Get them hands high, hands in the air n***a get them hands high Another one lost to the belly of the beast, city of angels we all falling to the streets All our wings clipped and we still get high, just another day when you hear a drive by Born and raised in the belly of the beast, city of lost souls we roaming the streets [Verse] I can talk about the rights and wrongs in this sh**, and I can write psalms as lyrics but will you sing along to it Embracing the calm before the storm, reign on the parade that said I wouldn't get this far Ghetto birds singing my songs of destruction, so many people caught up in blogs and a**umptions Sirens whistling while I walk these streets, I'm paying too much attention with something that's too free This is a blank letter written and signed engraved in time, I'd just be wasting mine tryna tell you right What do I know though just another face in a photo, but I can't be another n***a riding in a Volvo I can give my last or I can spend it on some new sh**, I can be the one that push the culture with influence Talk about it daily but you'll see me as a nuisance, everybody got their two cents for communion [Chorus] Get them hands high, hands in the air n***a get them hands high Another one lost to the belly of the beast, city of angels we all falling to the streets All our wings clipped and we still get high, just another day when you hear a drive by Born and raised in the belly of the beast, city of lost souls we roaming the streets [Drezon Midwest] I been soul searching and hard working, they tell me it pays off I ain't taking days off You rapping n***as slacking on the job and got laid off, I'm back in the position to get it so follow me if you with it It's been a couple years still certain sh** ain't change, same n***as same b**hes from my high school days All the times we made full of games we played, turned into street running better look both ways I got a long list of sh** I gotta do 'fore I die, throw my momma in a range I love seeing her smile Cause all the tears and the pain got her so far gone, if I was her I know I probably would've banged by now Like my daddy did but sh** I'm glad he did, cause everything is for a reason not by accident And to my future kids I hope you look just like me, these pieces of myself I never take that lightly no [Chorus] Get them hands high, hands in the air n***a get them hands high Another one lost to the belly of the beast, city of angels we all falling to the streets All our wings clipped and we still get high, just another day when you hear a drive by Born and raised in the belly of the beast, city of lost souls we roaming the streets