[Chorus: Nas (repeat 2X)]
Some of us have angels -- the kingdomthe power
Some of us have angels -- the powerthe glory
Some of us have demons -- greedand lust
Some of us have demons -- lusttemptation
[Nas]
Now this is youdressed in all blackfatigue hatready for combat
A good niggayou don t leave tracks
A hood nigga wantin G-stacksdo what you gotta do to get that
You feel you need thatwhere the jooks at?
These are your niggazcreepin they be leavin niggaz sleep witchu
Loc stylequiet no smileit s the official
Sometime they grimyspeakin on they own people
They snake you if they have toraised tattoos
Now these are your bitchesphonin lonely homey chickens
All the homies stick emyou think you own em man listen
She stab you in your sleep with a knife from out the kitchen
Put a root on younext week they find you missin
Dead in your Expedition in the forestfell off the cliff and
tumbled til you blew upFeds told her and she threw up
Fake bitchesactresseswicked witch practices
Two sides of usnegative or positive
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Now this is your momyour good luck charm
Pushin you to do no wrongprayin for you that you live long
Nobody kill my babybut she know her baby crazy
In and out of jailmom s screamin"God take me!"
This is your popchip off the old block that made him
The man of the housemom and pops seperatin
Spittin image of a gangster the way pop walked
the way pop talkedgot older and you thanked him now
This is your hoodpoor folks drugs and robberies
Turnin into the things moms wanted you not to be
Crime followin the wrong dudes who have no values
Life s cheap as the dime in the minds of those around you
This is the testthe stressthe conflict the ups and downs of
niggaz around you make threats
They tell you keep it gangsterno matter the predicament
Even though your decision won t help you benefit
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Now once again this is youentertainin your desires
Bitches money and gunsaimin and you fire
Everyday is griefif it ain t beefit s feedin your seed
Tryin to eat? You form material needs
The weed make your brain sizzlea pistol make it cool off
by stickin up niggazmake them take they jewels off
His reputation isbigger than his whole life span
He never planned to failhe just failed to plan
What does it take to realizeSatan s alivehe whispers
And any chance he gethe can take niggaz
He comes in all shapes and sizeshis best disguise is
when he stand beside usbut God is inside uswithin me
You are your worst enemy - my mom s words echo in my head
And if I let go I m dead
He stepped at my doorthe ? motivate my spirit
And now the body experienceso now I feel it
Lookin at my blessingsthe bullets - that missed me coulda hit me
Them court cases coulda put me in the penitentiary
I never hatethat s just wasted energy
The past is gonethe present s a giftso what s the mystery?
The future - and time only revealswhat fear is
False expectationsappearin real
We only humanlove thy neighborso I was told
and I will til permanentlymy eyes are closed
[Chorus]

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