Hell's Angel-Thurz/BJ The Chicago Kid

Summer breeze in the Keys Off the coast of Belize Is where I'd rather be Then walkin' in the rain, two left feet Tryin' catch the beat Tryin' to dance with the stars, in the presidential suite Sideline judges want me impeached Like the world against me, I wanna drive right like I'm born a lefty The score in the war, rise and uproar Place like hell, but blessed with? Man, I need my amore With a taste I never had before To sooth my desires she soars With the wings, removes the halo We both hate the devil, but she's hell's angel They say you gotta go through hell just to get to heaven Well, I've been goin' through hell since before eleven Baby girl, you were meant for me and I was meant for you But we'll see, just don't let me down (down, down) Tan brown skin, ni**a gotta cash in Condone that good sin Hair curly like Sue Natural hair-do and I'm lovin' the view From the side, from the front, or the back God was smilin' when he made that Burnt his hand when he made that Precision intact Attitude ready for combat Lumbar pad, as she grazed my back When a ni**a was backsliding off the track Throughout the thespian, I was through with the acts And the games, Sun break clouds when I speak her name Comes down with her wings, no halo Both hate the devil, but she's hell's angel Yeah, I'm flawed and imperfect But my soul can never be purchased Conditioned to worldly ways Material slave with wrongful praise Taught to live like every day's my birthday Eye for an eye,? four-ways Her actions slap me out that phase The way she gives so selfish, kind of high Unconditional love like a? Warms like my heart like cold it get thawed Not many folks makin'? As a person she take hold and I let her God puts folks in your life for a reason Some for a day and some for a season Comes down with her wings, no halo We both hate the devil, but she's hell's angel