Gaika Clouds, Chemists And The Angel Gabriel
Militant sons will always be immigrant
Cash vigilant when I'm known
Another blade, another city calling
There's no place I call home
Move swiftly with my enemies
There's a science to ballin' out
Criminals call the shots
I'm growing crystals in the clouds
Watch out miss, I'm from nowhere good
It's like walking on broken glass
I gotta get paid in broken hearts
Will you give me one more chance?
