Do you hear that roar
City drunk who just took in the summer
No, no, no, no
My n***as hit licks, smoke licks, get licks
Now the feeling I have is almost constant pain
I hear your voice, the sweetest sounding
I could keep trying to talk my friend
But no one seems to hear my plea
In the eyes of every lens
Is a weary angel streaming
My aim is to please a woman
Do not use the internet
To find love
Look in the man in the magazines
From the bricks, man, I stayed away from the rats
Is what my pops used to say
I could keep trying to talk my friend
But no one seems to hear my plea
In the eyes of every lens
Is a weary angel streaming
Got ink all over my body ink on my
Here come the army, out they got blades
I could keep trying to talk my friend
But no one seems to hear my plea
In the eyes of every lens
Is a weary angel streaming
Now the feeling I have is almost constant pain
I hear your voice, the sweetest sounding
Got ink all over my body ink on my
Here come the army, out they got blades
I could keep trying to talk my friend
But no one seems to hear my plea
In the eyes of every lens
Is a weary angel streaming