You're my angel, you're my angel tonight Yeah I'm never gonna let you down (I got you baby) I just gotta tell you now ('cause my heart can't wait girl) Whoa oh oh I've been given, whoa oh oh a piece of heaven Whoa oh oh yeah you're my angel, you're my

Na na na na na na na na Yeah, they don't care about you (No future) They don't care about you You don't know a thing about it Hours lost to dawn from dusk Let the music seal your fate Yeah, you can run but life won't wait And what did she hope to find

For everyone of us A Gotham City A city of justice, a city of love, a city of peace We all need it, can't live without it A Gotham City, oh yeah Gotham City, oh yeah City of justice, city of love, city of peace (Everybody needs Gotham City) (Don't you

All this money I be staring at You already know that Bring your love baby, I'mma bring my shame Bring the drugs baby, I'mma bring my pain In you and I there's a new land Angels in flight My sanctuary, my sanctuary, yeah Where fears and lies melt away

Don't forget me Don't forget me (yeah, yeah) When this well runs dry I guess you'll find another well When I say goodbye There'll be another breeze to sail When my boat goes down I guess you'll learn how to swim If I don't come home

Don't I look good? Yeah, baby, baby I'ma look good, I'm just talkin' 'bout sex, yeah Ooh, that's why I'm textin' my ex, oh no I'm just talkin' 'bout sex and I'm so ready for regrets I know you remember when way back in December we was in love, yeah I

1 am, we probably be at the club 2 am, we probably leaving the club All the bad bitches, yeah, they leaving with us Pull up, Lamborghini, got them eating the dust, oh Lord Bad bitch (hold up), that's a bad bitch (hold up) They call me lil' fish 'cause I

Legalize it, yeah yeah And I will advertise it Don't criticize it So you've got to legalize it And it don't criticize it Legalize it Some call it tamjee Some call it the weed Some call it marijuana, daya

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Yeah, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother

'Cause she's got that one international smile Takes you miles high, so high, That girl's a trip, a one way ticket Catch her if you can Yeah, she's so in demand Flowers in her hair, she don't care Peach pink lips, yeah, everybody stares You think you've