Angel Baby (feat. Navé Monjo)

I was young when she told me I was divine, yes Not even nine yet (Tech N9ne) Ran away then got into a life of crime next, pyrex Made it through the Close calls, even I evaded shooters So if anything go crazy Everything works for the angel, baby My first and for sure brush With death was on the school bus, danger almost made my stool gush Because the substitute driver caused the truck to cruise by us Would've been crushed in dude's tires 'cause this fool's nuts Sun shining, 'bout to have a MO dark day Told 'em drop me off on 63rd and Swoll Parkway That ain't my regular stop, but I can leg it for blocks To my grandmother's, "Will do" the old fucks' say And what's a little strange, he didn't pull to the curb But he attempted to let me off in the middle lane And the bus stairway extended my right leg Then a truck flew by If I woulda stepped sooner then I'd be quite dead Walked right out that fire while death was knocking at my door Angel baby, angel baby Everything works for the angel baby Praying that my angel's watching over me Keeping me safe 'til I get home Angel baby, angel baby Everything works for the angel baby At my homie, Davie, house tripping, shrooms Dark rainy night but on a mission, soon It was me, Davie, Grant, Jake, and a bitch To get some more, we gonna be dipping, vroom Jumped in her car Hit the highway doing 65, hey thinking "This is my day" She speeding, we tweaking, slick from sky spray Hit a bump on the bridge, and the shit went sideways Left, then right, then left again To a girl with Tech and friends, this is where death begins Hit the wall on the bridge hard, stopped in a quick sec A little faster, we woulda flipped over and fell to our death Walked right out that fire while death was knocking at my door Angel baby, angel baby Everything works for the angel baby Praying that my angel's watching over me Keeping me safe 'til I get home Angel baby, angel baby Everything works for the angel baby Southwest High School nighttime Martin Luther King Day talent show, flight climb To another level, takes the Devil to incite crime No bright minds, ain't no telling what you might find Whole lotta gang shit Somebody wanna bang with the homies I came with 6512 one a road was dangerous Some lames couldn't hang 'cause I gang thick That's when I saw one of 'em pull a pistol on us and aimed it (Oh shit!) I was in the wind, just like the bullets that whizzed by Running for blocks in the night, but never did die Things go shaky and I'm sane more lately But I guess mama protected me naming me angel baby Thank you mama Walked right out that fire while death was knocking at my door Angel baby, angel baby Everything works for the angel baby Praying that my angel's watching over me Keeping me safe 'til I get home Angel baby, angel baby Everything works for the angel baby Everything works for the angel baby Everything works for the angel baby Baby, baby Angel baby Everything works for the angel baby Everything works for the angel baby Baby, baby Angel baby