PDOT O - Angels

There is a woman in Somalia
Scraping for bones on the road side
There's a force stronger than nature
Keeps her in a line
This is how she's dying
She's dying to survive
Don't know what she's made off
I would like to be that brave
She lives a life she didn't choose
And it hurts like brand new shoes
Hurts like brand new shoes

What it look like It's been a minute
But maybe not I'm crazy hot
I've been drifting through the darkness
Shifting through the rubble
Shit is God blessed
Stood the test of time
Look a hot mess but God knows
Mama said finish your food you gotta clean your plate
They say you gotta lose your life
Before they see you're great
Tears falling from an angel's eyes
I've been blessed but I'm still alive
Let the real arise
Took it time for y'all to realise the real is I
Still soaring through them skies like an Eagle's eye
Even my clique know I'm odd but I'm sick though
Pass the spliff though
I'm tryna fly with no wings boss
On my mama this gon heal you cuz
Fuck a prescription this music finna build you cuz
I'm alone in my zone again just let the music talk
You can try these shoes on but it's gon hurt to walk

There is a woman in Somalia let the angel sing
She's dying to survive
Don't know what she's made of
I would like to be that brave
She lives a life she didn't choose
And it hurts like brand new shoes
Hurts like brand new shoes

I don't care about the bars
Shit I don't care bout the fame or the lights
Or the bitches in this game
I'm just tryna search for somethin
Evoke that something that's in you
Motherfucker I swear to God there's something
My sister told me my profanity is peaking now
I know I cuss alot I'm tryna let that demon out
And once I let it out I take a breath I'm breathing now
Nothing finna stop us we gon cook til they kick us out
And even then the music live forever
I invite my fellow greats we gon kill together
I hope you feel my letter
Take time to read this letter
Everyday I sharpen my pen I seek for better ways to climitize
People seem to idolise my honest scribe
Subscribe to a greater power God still live inside
This is prophecy, yeah this is prophecy
Best believe no other rapper out here can mirror me

There is a woman in Somalia let the angel sing
She's dying to survive
Don't know what she's made off!
I would like to be that brave
She lives a life she didn't choose
And it hurts like brand new shoes
Hurts like brand new shoes

To my fans I've been beaten and bruised
I gave my heart to you it's clear that I got nothing to lose
I still dig deep pull out that magic inside me
I pray Christ really keep that magic inside me
Maybe the magic is dying
Maybe I'm searching for higher me
My thoughts heavy and dark I'm looking for lighter me
Close a chapter with a verse I know it hurts to be a have not
But God is with us so we gon brawl till our heads drop
Til our heads drop I started now I can't stop
Truth be told when you the light it seldom gets dark
Red roses red roses hope's alive but I stray cause I need focus
Sometimes nothing makes sense and it seems hopeless
But nothing that was worth having is a breeze know this
Notice my eyes heavy but I still own this
Still carry a lot of weight on my steel shoulders gone

There is a woman in Somalia let the angel sing
The sun gives her no mercy yrue story
The same sky we lay under uh
Burns her to the bone
Long as afternoon shadows as long as there's hope
It's gonna take her to get home they can't fade us
Each grain carefully wrapped up God got us
Pearls for her little girl Kid Caeser

Hallelujah Amen
Hallelujah Amen let the angel sing
She cries to the heaven above
There is a stone in my heart
She lives in a world she didn't choose
And it hurts like brand new shoes
Hurts like brand new shoes

Written by:
PDOT O PDOT O

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