He said, "Angel, put that purple skirt on You know it makes me hot" He said, "Come on, come on, get on, get up Look like you're enjoying my company"
you stopped loving me you stopped loving me So I wish that I'd had written you a love song and somehow you understood what it feels to be me becuase the Angel
the d ream we're but fools of our fate on this earth i shall wait by the roots of my soul i am loosing control take the dream the sleepers in you shapes
I was still watching television and ya didn't try to call me We'd been going steady for six weeks And I thought you were my teenage prill I thought you were my teen angel
ov eden under ye first tree's rotting root there's feast typhon's feast and night came moonless but yet ye light appear'd - picture ov sigillic angels
Me Away) [Violent J:] I wanna die Maybe I'll get angel wings So I can cut them off Cook them up I have some helly wing dings I'd take my hallo
stop in San Angelo I saw a billboard 'bout this rodeo Last weekend out in El Paso So I signed up to ride I drew a bull called Original Sin Heard he'd
And the Angels write raps on holy paper I said, I'm lookin' for Jesus, he said take the escalator One flight up, is guaranteed you'll be there My sister'd
to stare she is only naked Hello, its me I thought you'd understand Well maybe I should have kept my mouth shut I keep seeing such a pretty picture I'd
Get 'em up high, okay, yeah Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the, Roots crew with the sound
blood, advancing towards us with all the fury of a spiritual existence. My friend the angel climb'd up from his station into the mill; I remain'd alone
(with The Roots, feat. CL Smooth) [John Legend] Hope of the world is in our generation (let's straighten it out) It's all left up to us, to change this
about you I admire its, baby, Because you stay with me, maybe, because you're as crazy as I am Cuz when I look at you I can see an angel in your eyes
request line girl) Play the record by my favorite band Turn table lets bless me on my stereo Play my favorite song on my stereo Like Macy Gray, Roots, and D'Angelo
You guys is bitches, little girls And Mr. Smith & Wesson wanna kiss ya pussy pearl Tongue kiss an angel and spit fire at the devil And I do whatever for the root
