And with the ring of a bell they like to say an angel is born
From what I can tell I can say there basically wrong
Angels aint winged beings that take you by storm
No they appear in the most basic of forms
In dark times when I seemed to need em the most
I never see angels just demons and ghosts
I feel sorry for the folks who believe in the hoax
I speek the truth I got the proof to leave em exposed
There aint no fucking angels saving us from the dark times
For me it was things like graffiti and art crimes
Now with the simple use of a pad and a pen
I steer clear of a life filled with sadness and sin
In the madness I started losing family and friends
I couldnt handle it something else had to begin
So it was and there began my life in the times
I would find a new meaning from writing these rhymes
So in a certain way rap would bless and save my life
It taught me lessons of how to start behaving right
Stay humble
True to friends and true to yourself
Stay decent
Life is probably brutal in hell
Man hell aint a place with a devil and flames
It's in your brain
It's hard to stay mentally sane
Life is filled with scars and potentially pain
But try to not be hard and never be vein
It's best to atain
A positive view
Despite of it all
To often to choose pain
Your likely to fall
Be proper is all
Be cool and try to be tall
If you like to fued then try and put a mic in your palm
Don't be a dick hip hop has plenty of those
With the big egos but the emptiest soul