[Chorus: Nas (repeat 2X)]
Some of us have angels -- the kingdom, the power
Some of us have angels -- the power, the glory
Some of us have demons -- greed, and lust
Some of us have demons -- lust, temptation
[Nas]
Now this is you, dressed in all black, fatigue hat, ready for combat
A good nigga, you don't leave tracks
A hood nigga wantin G-stacks, do what you gotta do to get that
You feel you need that, where the jooks at?
These are your niggaz, creepin they be leavin niggaz sleep witchu
Loc' style, quiet no smile, it's the official
Sometime they grimy, speakin on they own people
They snake you if they have to, raised tattoos
Now these are your bitches, phonin lonely homey chickens
All the homies stick em, you think you own em man listen
She stab you in your sleep with a knife from out the kitchen
Put a root on you, next week they find you missin
Dead in your Expedition in the forest, fell off the cliff and
tumbled til you blew up, Feds told her and she threw up
Fake bitches, actresses, wicked witch practices
Two sides of us, negative or positive
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Now this is your mom, your good luck charm
Pushin you to do no wrong, prayin for you that you live long
within
witch
whole
whispers
wasted
wanted
tracks
threats
those
thanked
style
stickin
wrong
values
stepped
tryin
stick
stand
spittin
speakin
sometime
snake
smile
sides
shapes
think
screamin
robberies
reveals
repeat
raised
quiet
false
sizes
expectations
failed
power
tattoos
energy
predicament
dressed
drugs
official
everyday
pistol
decision
spirit
reputation
jewels
crazy
pushin
court
conflict
chorus
cases
comes
though
experience
benefit
where
future
bigger
actresses
again
coulda
motivate
black
around
lonely
planned
creepin
older
leavin
block
chance
temptation
demons
closed
stress
angels
needs
threw
blessings
disguise
material
combat
crime
bullets
worst
sizzle
brain
neighbor
bitches
listen
things
charm
these
enemy
fatigue
cheap
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