BY MICHAEL MCDONALD & CHUCK SABATINO
FOR THE MOST PART WITHIN OURSELVES
WE'VE GOT ALL WE NEED
AND I DON'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU FEEL
DEPENDENT ON ME
BUT FOR EVERYONE THERE COMES A DAY
WHEN YOU NEED SOME HELP ALONG YOUR WAY
WHEN THAT MOMENT COMES
CHORUS:
I'LL BE YOU ANGEL
WHEN THE GOING GETS ROUGH
(WHEN YOUR BEST AIN'T ENOUGH)
I'LL BE BY YOUR SIDE
(ALL ELSE HAS BEEN TRIED)
AND I AIN'T GIVING UP
(YOU CAN'T GIVE UP)
NOT ON THIS LOVE
(YOU STILL GOT MY LOVE)
I'LL BE YOUR ANGEL
THERE'S NO DOUBT IN MY MIND
WHY I'M ALIVE
'CAUSE I FEEL HEAVEN-SENT
WHEN I LOOK IN YOUR EYES
WELL, THIS OLD WORLD WILL DRAG YOU DOWN
TIE YOUR SPIRIT TO THE GROUND
BUT IF YOU CALL ON ME
CHORUS:Squeeze the trigger
Rampage on stage my crews in a rage
Searched my posse found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge
Maniac I'm a rhyme brainiac livin' on the edge of a razor
Remember that
Cold rollin' thick as a shake I'm rockin' hard as a quake
I can't live on bread and water or lobster and steak
My mino's a riot gun there ain't none bigger
About to unload the ammo "E" squeeze the trigger
They say I'm violent,they should watch their T.V.
They say I'm brutal,they should check their P.D.
You made me,now your kids rave me
I rap about the life that the city streets gave me
Murder,intrigue,somebody must bleed
Miami Vice is small time,L.A's the big league
From the rollin' 60's to the nickerson "G"
Pueblos,grape street,this is what I see
The jungle,the 30's,the V.N.G.
Life in L.A. ain't no cup of ter
Squeeze the trigger
I've been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard knocks
Disrespected by snobs,damn near trampled by mobs
Persecuted by squares workin' nine to five jobs
Like a panther I prowl ,like a lion I growl
Learn to see behind my back like the head of an owl
I'm the voice of the youth,the prophet of truth
What I speak is really though some
May say ruthless tactics are takin' by me to awaken
People to life but I feel no fakin'
No jivin',no lyin',no frontin',no playin'
Say exactly whats up,understand what I'm sayin'
Ban me,try it,you might cause a riot
What the radio won't play,the underground will supply it
I'm a MC pirate that's loud not quiet
Radical as they make'em,make a rule I'll defy it
Critics may say I'm wise,some may call my words lies
I've lived more in one day than they will in their lives
But most do respect the words I inject
Kick credit for realism and the truth I project
Because I could bust rhymes for fun,or cut MC's like