MF Grimm - Angel Without Wings lyrics

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MF Grimm - Angel Without Wings lyrics

There's no other reason to do this man I mean everybody can be the greatest emcee in the world Or the baddest or the toughest But when you're capable of building and making something And helping the babies, or family That means more than platinum, mean more than Grammys That's everything [Verse 1] Elders knew I was a talented baby Pick 'em some numbers and then they would pay me Sesame Street before photos they say cheese Five years old, my friends all see me How did he do it, cause Percy's on TV Snuffleupagus, Bert and Ernie Five already I make my own money Theme of show, days are sunny Growing up knowing I was a talented baby Growing up knowing I was a talented baby [Verse 2] My move to Elm Street was not funny Freddy Kruger place was shady Tragedy changed me No sleep, nightmares go crazy Turn into reaper and nothing can faze me Growing up knowing I was a talented baby k**ing emcees and pushing up daisies Life's a movie and I'm Scorsese My pain is in panels and enemies frame me Family disown me, laugh and shame me People trying to play me Convicted drug dealer is what they named me Out of prison but still they don't free me Praying to God that someone come save me Growing up knowing I was a talented baby Growing up knowing I was a talented baby [Verse 3] Others caught out there sleeping, but not me Open fire, can't believe they got me Legs not moving, lead paralyzed me Gotta keep rolling, hope life surprise me Angered with brothers, thinking they homies Finding out later these people are phonies Former disciples, I hear them say bad things They form is of birds who love to sing Growing up knowing I was a talented baby Growing up knowing I was a talented baby [Verse 4] Call me a murderer in paper, oh that stings Police hunt, deep cover, they set stings Angel without wings Wire is worn pretending they mic strings Liars born fronting like they king Scavengers look at them looking around for something Holding a cordless connected to nothing All a facade, they really just bluffing Pushing up hill, I'm huffing and puffing No longer hatred, I'm focused on loving Growing up knowing I was a talented baby Growing up knowing I was a talented baby [Verse 5] Arthur Ashe play tennis against me KRS-One pa**ed microphone to me KC Ceja sign me to DC Ron Wimberly grab pen and he drew me Made history with first triple cd Battle Super Nat they said he defeated me Puffy was judge, I knew he would cheat me Learn from loss now no one can beat me Freestyling, freestyling, listen, no that's not me Battle on wax it's known no one can see me Life is hard, wouldn't want you to be me But life is beautiful, it's great to be me Now I live happy The love of my life, she finally got at me Angel with wings, she came down and saved me Talking of marriage and also having a baby This song is dedicated to all the people who tried to break me Your plan failed And as you sit back and listen to this song Wondering if I'm coming to get you Don't worry about it, I'm not even going to touch you You're not even worth it And as far as I'm concerned The best revenge is to become successful So this is where you and I part ways Here's to success Have a nice life