Angel
The Jagged Edge Lyrics

Yeah, didn't write this song, but I'm recordin' with this lead on me
Although I didn't write this song, I'll perform it with all my heart

Know it sound strange, but I'ma die for all my dead homies
It might seem weird, but I'd give my life for my departed friends

Nobody really know how he feels
No one truly understands his emotions

I always thought that you would be here
I imagined that you would always be by my side

Why do I always question God, but I never pray?
I doubt God's decisions but I never ask for His help

I think about you, I end up cryin' on my best days
I think of you and sometimes even my happiest days make me cry

Tryna convince me it get better, naw, naw, naw, naw
People try to reassure me, but I don't believe it'll ever improve

I'd be lyin' if I didn't say I really miss my dogs
I'd be lying if I said that I don't really miss my friends

It's so much of pain in us, always feel like I'm givin' up
There's so much pain inside me, I always feel like surrendering

It ain't the same no more, death brought me anger
Everything has changed since death filled me with anger

I'm followed by angels and I got some dyin' love
I have heavenly protection and a love that hurts

Soon as I got rich, soon as I got famous
As soon as I gained wealth and popularity

Why did you leave?
Why did you have to go?

If you was here, how would it be?
What would things be like if you were here now?

Oh, oh

I'm protected by these ghetto angels
I'm shielded by these heavenly beings from the rough streets

Oh, whoa

I'm protected by the hood gangsters
I'm shielded by the tough guys from my neighborhood

When the streets don't show you love, that feeling a bitch ain't it?
It's tough when the neighborhood doesn't show you love, it's a terrible feeling isn't it?

When a nigga die, the world make fun, that feeling sick ain't it?
When someone dies, the world makes fun of it, it feels terrible doesn't it?

I'm from Chicago where they turn yo death date to a case
I'm from Chicago where they turn your death into a police case

You hear the same shit when a nigga die they say it's under investigation
Whenever a black person is murdered, the authorities always claim that they're investigating the incident

You won't find the killer who killed my cousin
The murderer of my cousin will never be found

Find the killer who killed Kenneka Jenkins
The authorities should focus on finding the murderer of Kenneka Jenkins

That's why they slide without thinking
That's why they retaliate without giving it much thought

Nobody safe when I'm breathing (oh)
As long as I'm alive, nobody is safe

I'm the voice of the streets I ain't tryna be a big homie
I speak for the people who live on these streets, I'm not trying to be a leader

Other cities got structures, Chicago ain't got big homies
Other cities have organizations, Chicago doesn't have established groups

Having yo gun on you everyday that shit don't mean shit don't it
Carrying a gun with you all the time doesn't really mean anything, does it?

It's who got the ups first, my cousin died with a stick on 'em
It's whoever has the advantage, my cousin died with a gun on him

I'ont see no lies in here, I feel like crying in here
I don't see any falsehoods in what's being said, it makes me want to cry

He spent his life on security, he got life he crying for real
He lived his life in fear and now that he's been sentenced to life, he's truly upset

He say I'll give you this pain through
He tells me he'll pass on the pain to me

They lost they souls to the streets but they my ghetto angels
The streets stole their souls, but they're still heavenly beings to me

No cap the streets wanna hear me on this remix, they wanna hear my pain too
Truthfully, the streets want me to feature on this remix so they can hear my struggles

I seen a male body in Miami, I text I hope this ain't you
I saw a dead body in Miami and I texted my friend, hoping it wasn't him

I wanna call and say
I wish I could call and tell you

(Oh, why did you leave?)

I thank God that I'm still here, in face of all the bull ish
I'm grateful to God that I'm still alive despite all the crap I've been through

Maybe lessons from the bullpen, or the blessings from the highest
Perhaps these experiences are lessons from my struggles or blessings from God

No, you just don't know
No, you just don't understand

You should never have to see yo homie drop, it's a lot
You should never have to witness your friend's death, it's too much to bear

When you walking for this life, who knows when it stops? (No, no)
When you're living this kind of life, no one knows when it will end

Gotta give it straight to me, no chase
You have to tell me the truth without sugarcoating it

'Cause I never question God, I know it's a better place
I don't question God because I believe that there's a better place beyond this life

I know it's a marathon not just a race
I know that life is a long journey, not just a quick sprint

Can't wait to see the looks on all my homies face
I can't wait to see the expressions on my friends' faces

Can't wait until the day that we embrace (oh)
I can't wait for the day when we all hug each other

I'm protected by these ghetto angels (by these angels, yeah)
I'm shielded by these heavenly beings from the rough streets

I'm protected by the hood gangsters, yeah (all my gangsters)
I'm shielded by the tough guys from my neighborhood

(Oh, no no)