text: Angels Can’t Fly Lyrics
  White lips, pale face, breathing in snowflakes
  Burnt lungs, sour taste
  Lights gone, days end, struggling to pay rent
  Long nights, its too cold outside
  For angels to fly 
  For angels to fly 
  Fly, angels to fly
  Or angels to die
  Look, where Im from, you dont see angels
  Man just see rainfall
  Slip you could get a brain fall
  Most talk are gonna state rules to get away
  Its like castration, takes balls
  No word from Gabriel, nah
  Could sit back and play the fool 
  Or get greedy, try take it all 
  All magistrates but dont have it mate
  If the funds aint available, make a line
  Start taking calls, thats better than JD Sports innit?
  Well the chance to make its yours, is it?
  Just know that the roads in the game are all
  Think otherwise a couple gunshots might change your thoughts
  Now the youths that youd fought but you dodge them
  Wont ride for you, not even a Taylors whore shook
  Not wanna engage you more
  But that aint what they used to say before
  Now youre on your chase wanna change your course
  But they are at your yard, straight door to door
  Blah! Trust me, now Ive seen it happen so many times, you get me
  I know the lifestyles glamorous and that but
  Takes you one way
  Where Im from you dont see angels
  Or you do, and the road takes them
  And places them in a messed up situation
  And kids are amazing but
  Not when you got 8 of them
  Struggling to provide plates for them
  Social end up taking them
  Now you cant take the stress
  Beautiful girls raised in the ends
  Abusive background, caught up in a bad crowd
  Picked up and dashed down
  In the zones, happens to so many of them
  Beautiful, looks could have made them millions
  Now they cant even make a penny again
  Imagine I wouldve wifeyed of any of them
  Fucking hell
  I used to see them at every event
  And this shits so sad man
  Imagine that, the never ending cycle
  Shes just under the upper hand
  And goes mad for a couple grams
  And she dont wanna go outside tonight
  Cause in the pipe shell fly to the motherland, and
  Sell love to another man
  Its too cold outside
  For angels to fly2Embed