Angel In The Sky
P.R. Terrorist Lyrics

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She took my hand and we flew to the castle in the sky
Running through a field of sunflowers
Hand in hand eye to eye
She smiled brightly like the moon lighting up the night sky
Let a dreamer dream
We are the music makers and we are the dreamers of dreams
Step back don't sentimental
Give me just a sec caught up in the instrumental

Relieving all my thoughts I'm gonna let the pencil ride
Tired of the craziness catch me in the castle in the sky
Believe in yourself when no one thought you could
My state of mind growing up in the hood
Southside 149th story for another time
Got like nine lives scared to even blink an eye
World never going to stop so why should we
Trying to make this dream become reality
Young brown boy told he didn't have a voice
Listening to music drowning out the noise trying to fill a void
Now I get annoyed people think they make a point
Say go while the goings good something never understood
Cuz we had what we had
So we did what we did
I guess it is what it is
Dream big think big
Ever since a little kid
Parents showed me how to live
Imagination taught me how to fight with the positives
Dream big think big
Ever since a little kid
Parents showed me how to live
Imagination taught me how to fight again'st the negatives
Let go of the hate and all you got is pain
Feel it deep within
Still won't allow a change
Is it ego is it pride
Cross your heart hope to die
Stick a needle in your eye catch you in a lie
Flip the script turn the page there'll be better days
Till then hustle on it everyday
In it for the long run the long haul
Marathon running gunning never worried about the repercussions
Pushing beyond the limits niggas timid
Your whole life is scripted
The populous is livid
No apologies accepted you out of credit
Burned the bridges we out here swimming
What you make you make for yourself
2020 a loss of vision within itself
Pray to god he prepares us all for what he has in mind
Till then catch me in the sky
Catch me in the sky
Put your hand in mine and let us fly
Drifting on and on no worries or just barely getting by
Castle in the sky
Dream big think big
Ever since a little kid
Parents showed me how to live
Imagination taught me how to fight with the positives
Dream big think big
Ever since a little kid

Parents showed me how to live
Imagination taught me how to fight again'st the negatives

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Angel In The Sky" by P.R. Terrorist talk about the struggles of living in poverty and violence, and the hope for a better place where one can escape from these issues. The opening lines suggest that there are people who want the singer dead, but he has put his trust in God. He claims that he is a thug for life and not running away from his problems. Still, he needs some time to be stress-free and suggests that sometimes one needs to smoke marijuana and let it marinate.

Then come the lines where the singer talks about the tears his mother will shed, the number of caskets she will buy, and how everyone is born to die. He talks about how life is tough, people are struggling to make ends meet, and some are even killing each other over tiny amounts of drugs. He thinks that he was cursed since he was born in the projects where there was no light and people could only hope to live through the night.

The song also touches on the problems of society, such as racism and oppression. The singer questions why society has failed him and cast his people away in the ghetto, where he is trapped in a troublesome mind and soul. He wants to change his life and die with dignity, not as a sinner. He also raises a question about the police and how they fail to protect people from drug dealers and houses in suburbs. Finally, the singer reaches the conclusion, asking if there is a place where there is no killing or hate, no backstabbing, and no racism. He calls it heaven.

Line by Line Meaning

It's like my adversaries plottin on my death
It feels like my enemies are constantly trying to kill me

But I put my life in God's hands, why'know
I am putting my life in the hands of God for protection

I'm thugged out for life, I'm a ghetto nigga for life
I am staying true to my roots and upbringing in the ghetto

and uhh.. I ain't runnin from no problems
I am not avoiding any issues that come my way

I'm just, tryin to be stress free why'know
My goal is to live a life free of stress

Sometimes you just gotta sit back and uhh..
Sometimes you need to take a step back and

hit that sess and let it just marinate why'know
smoke some marijuana to relax and calm down

Get away, ya heard me?
Take a break from reality and escape somewhere else

How many tears is momma gon' cry, how many caskets she gon' buy
My mother has already cried too many tears and bought too many caskets for loved ones

til we all gon' realize that we all was born to die
We need to accept the fact that death is inevitable for everyone

Niggaz standin on corners, just to scheme and plot
People are standing on street corners, plotting and scheming against each other

Niggaz killin up each other, for grams of rock
People are killing each other over small amounts of drugs

Subconcious all of my wrongdoing that's why I pack a long gun
I am subconsciously aware of my own wrongdoings, which is why I carry a gun for protection

Niggaz fightin everyday, til death be the outcome
People are fighting every day, with death being the potential consequence

I got a foot in the grave and uhh, one in the pen
I am at risk of dying and spending the rest of my life in prison

Homies wishin of a better life but it's blowin in the wind
My friends want a better life, but it seems impossible to achieve

And I was cursed since birth cause I was born in the project
I feel like I am cursed due to being born and raised in the projects

Raised on powdered milk government cheese, eggs and a county check
My upbringing was based on government assistance and the lowest quality of food

I hustled in hallways with no lights
I had to resort to illegal activities in dark hallways with no light

Hopin I could make it through the days and live through the nights
I was only hoping to survive each day and night

They nailed Jesus to the cross, put my people on dope
The same people that crucified Jesus are now putting drugs to oppress my community

I don't know a nigga in the project, that own a plane or a boat
Nobody in the projects has the means to own luxury items like a plane or a boat

See society got me fed up (fed up)
I am frustrated with the state of society

Brought us over here, to misled us
We were brought over here to be misled and oppressed

I gotta, troublesome mind, I gotta, troublesome soul
My mind and soul are constantly troubled by circumstances and events around me

I been in and out of jail on probation and parole
I have a record of being in and out of jail, on probation and parole

And when I really die is they gon' steal my gold teeth?
I am worried that even in death, my possessions will not be respected and will be taken away

Now who's the real animal - dem or me?
I question who is really the animal/monster - society or me?

And if you ready for me Lord, and I'm the, next contender
If God is ready for me and I am the next to leave this world

I'm tryin to change my life, see I don't want to die a sinner
I want to make positive changes in my life and not die with negative choices on my conscience

And do the - police, really protect and serve?
I am skeptical if the police truly protect and serve their community

Then why it ain't no crack houses, in the suburbs?
If the police are truly doing their job, then why are there no drug issues in the suburbs where wealthier people live?

Is there really a place where uhh
Is there truly a place where

ain't no fightin, ain't no killin, ain't no backstabbin
there is no violence or betrayal

Ain't no friends turnin against each other
there are no friends betraying each other

Ain't no racism, ain't no hate
there is no racism or hate

Sound like heaven to me, huh
This sounds like what heaven would be like, don't you think?

It's hard to find
Unfortunately, it is difficult to find such a place in reality

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Written by: Eric Pena

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