"Angel 2" lyrics
I was raised and brought up as a loser
I'm 18 yo and I don't have a future
Drugs in the street, life that is all that I'm used to
The hood call me ghost but the name's Dereck Junior
Had a sister, a little bit younger
But she ran away last year in the summer
Never got to tell her that I loved her
Before she was gone, it was never discovered
It been too long
Cops said it done with
I started to track down
The people she hang with
She had a boyfriend
Who did she do drugs with
Cuz I know it was someone that got her corrupted
This OJ told me that she worked with
A girl named Jen
On the block for the third shift
"Doing what?"
He just looked at me nervous
And said if you wait
She'll resurface
"OKAY!"
Stayed in the cut
I was far from exposed
As I watched all these girls prostitute on the road
Just when I thought that my chances are blown
I can hear someone call out her name and I froze ("yo Jen")
She walked right by me and I missed her
Pulled up aside and said I'm a good tipper
Jumped in it, started asking about my sister
I knew it was her, how she looked at the picture
She started spilling about this dude named Dereck
She said he rape'em both and got'em HIV infected
And hired as a prostitute really made'em feel accepted
Man I shouldn't be saying this, he could be here any second
Look all I know that she was sold to a pimp
They call'em the morgue and now I haven't seen her since
You can find him around one twenty seventh to tenth
And he won't be hard to find cuz you look like his twin
"I GOT A GO"
Rolling around down one twenty seventh
Stopped at the building that Jen has suggested
Found me a face that I never expected
It one that I hate, so how could I forget it
Then I started to think smarter
I was 5 when I last saw this punk of a father
Angel was 2, woudn't knew if he saw her
Which means he infected and pimped his own daughter
I was caught in the streets tryna track more
She was a mess but this is not what she ask for
I'm in it too deep and I won't try to back off
Circle around just to sneak through the back door
Walked in there and grabbed the first thing I saw
Stretch cord on the wall
He might be gone if I stall
But then I seen 'em on the steps
With his head to the floor
Too drunk to even notice I had stepped in the door
I wrapped a cord around his neck
Saw his hands shake
As I was choking, I look deep into this man's face
The other end around the real
He was pale
I can tell that he was dead as he dangled from the staircase
This for Angel, how you'd think it would go through
Devil was gonna run you sober but I need everyone to know
Made it look like he took his own life
What a show!
But what a suicide without a suicide note
Yeah, yeah
And I should write it like a will
I do it like I'm him and speak on what I know is real
Then nobody will think that it was his son who got'em killed
And he did it himself from the guilt
I'm 18 yo and I don't have a future
Drugs in the street, life that is all that I'm used to
The hood call me ghost but the name's Dereck Junior
Had a sister, a little bit younger
But she ran away last year in the summer
Never got to tell her that I loved her
Before she was gone, it was never discovered
It been too long
Cops said it done with
I started to track down
The people she hang with
She had a boyfriend
Who did she do drugs with
Cuz I know it was someone that got her corrupted
This OJ told me that she worked with
A girl named Jen
On the block for the third shift
"Doing what?"
He just looked at me nervous
And said if you wait
She'll resurface
"OKAY!"
Stayed in the cut
I was far from exposed
As I watched all these girls prostitute on the road
Just when I thought that my chances are blown
I can hear someone call out her name and I froze ("yo Jen")
She walked right by me and I missed her
Pulled up aside and said I'm a good tipper
Jumped in it, started asking about my sister
I knew it was her, how she looked at the picture
She started spilling about this dude named Dereck
She said he rape'em both and got'em HIV infected
And hired as a prostitute really made'em feel accepted
Man I shouldn't be saying this, he could be here any second
Look all I know that she was sold to a pimp
They call'em the morgue and now I haven't seen her since
You can find him around one twenty seventh to tenth
And he won't be hard to find cuz you look like his twin
"I GOT A GO"
Rolling around down one twenty seventh
Stopped at the building that Jen has suggested
Found me a face that I never expected
It one that I hate, so how could I forget it
Then I started to think smarter
I was 5 when I last saw this punk of a father
Angel was 2, woudn't knew if he saw her
Which means he infected and pimped his own daughter
I was caught in the streets tryna track more
She was a mess but this is not what she ask for
I'm in it too deep and I won't try to back off
Circle around just to sneak through the back door
Walked in there and grabbed the first thing I saw
Stretch cord on the wall
He might be gone if I stall
But then I seen 'em on the steps
With his head to the floor
Too drunk to even notice I had stepped in the door
I wrapped a cord around his neck
Saw his hands shake
As I was choking, I look deep into this man's face
The other end around the real
He was pale
I can tell that he was dead as he dangled from the staircase
This for Angel, how you'd think it would go through
Devil was gonna run you sober but I need everyone to know
Made it look like he took his own life
What a show!
But what a suicide without a suicide note
Yeah, yeah
And I should write it like a will
I do it like I'm him and speak on what I know is real
Then nobody will think that it was his son who got'em killed
And he did it himself from the guilt
Thanks to Nelle620 for adding these lyrics.
