empty space I took a view into hell - But I'm coming back alive ... I'm coming home I'm coming home Please believe me I'm coming home Deliver me ...
Translation: Angel Dust. Coming Home.
your peace And go to sleep And when the light in my eye is fading When running water becomes too deep Finally angels turn my fire to dust And when my
Hook] I'm light years Ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they
shit So for the bread and butter I leave niggaz in the gutter Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous Crazier than a bag of fucking Angel Dust When I bust
less I know Friend or foe, there's only us [Chorus] I'm coming home again, home again And I hear you calling me home again I am coming home again Only
away, just like I might today I eat you the psycho way, I'm rippin' shit right away I treat ya like a bitch in a ditch off of angel dust Take you to
he has to do is call on you Now Lord, come bring favor into his life Favor into his music Lord Let him know that his best is yet to come Aslong as he
brain In hell you're an angel on the dust PCP Dip it wet stick it's numb, numb Dank and weed They hit it quick, where I come from GHB This do it fluid
the rent playin' bingo The landlord said, the first of the month, we gotta go Packed up my bag and met Darryl Strawberry in the mall I told James Brown stop smokin' Angel Dust
to you, because I'm so cofused, I am insane Somewhere I heard, we will soon come to war. What to do? So, join our secret circle Now, come into resistance
me Don't be too shy if you come up clean If ya wanna get me out of that solo scene So now I hear that I'm in your dreams And you wanna take me home
yeah, 52's biggest dream man You know his biggest dream was Me and him go party with you On the trail of torn out twisters Two angels on a mission came Dust
(I) old haunts I found a home in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, Empty stomach empty head a body fills a vacant
' but the gangsta's touch That make 'em wanna ride with us So come on, mami, hop on in this truck People runnin', leakin' like Angel Dust After we fuck
body on chill like glaciers, gracias I'm crazy, yes, it's obvious, goin' against me is atheist I got my angels on my shoulda and a quarter of dat angel dust
