Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Negro Angelitos, artist - Hell Razah.
Date of issue: 27.09.2010
Song language: English
Negro Angelitos |
{"Those steeples on those churches weren’t built for nothing |
They are designed to launch"} |
You know on the 7th day |
They opened up the Book of Heaven Razah |
Page 45, chapter 1 |
For the love of my people I draw in blood prophecies of Ezekiel |
When I write lightning strike at the top of the steeple |
Demons fleeing out of windows of the buildings of evil |
I’m having Obadiah dreams of America’s eagle |
Sing a song while I stand in the midst of Lebanon |
El-Raziel Medatron the message of God |
Sun shine off the efar then light up Mars |
I hear the chauffer blowing on the day of atonement |
Let 'em run and tell the Romans that I send my condolence |
And how I drink outta Miriam’s well |
May the truth prevail and have justice’s face unveil |
Heartlet harlots of Hosea the Daughters of Zion |
Forgot about the first law, slept wit a python |
A six-point star on the top of my right arm |
The great-grandson of David, Rebekah’s favorite |
Still holding Essau hills just like Jacob |
Shown like Elijah sometimes inside spaceships |
Look deep into my eyes can you see my soul? |
Man fell from Heaven to this one Hell hole |
From this Hell we excel then we rise again |
Look deeper into my eyes again, Black Angels |
Young Solomon my rap words form proverbs |
Remain militant, most women wanna observe |
We drink fine herbs, smell like frankincense and myrrh |
Till my mind blood I’ll mack like I’m Max Julien |
Drop jewels make crews have to tuck chuvien |
Off one like Brand Nubian |
Wisdom is better then rubies |
You floss that’ll attract roogies |
While you fade away I stay alive where the truth be |
Keeping Negro my eyes low there’s bottles of dro' |
Cuz after this ship I’m leaving here in UFO’s |
El-Raziel |
You know, I want all my brothers to let their wings flap |
No’m’sain? |
Look deep into my eyes can you see my soul? |
Man fell from Heaven to this one Hell hole |
From this Hell we excel then we rise again |
Look deeper into my eyes again, Black Angels |
You know |
You never know when you talking to one of 'em |
No’m’sain? |
They watching us, you know? |
It’s on a real, real high plane baby |
This the God’s here album I’m gon' in |
Heaven Razah, chapter 1 |
El-Raziel, Negro Angelitos |