Killa Fonic
Înger Îngerașul Meu (English Version | Angel My Little Angel)
[Hook: Adda]
Angel, my little angel
Hold me to your chest
Light up my hard path
With your wing

[Verse 1: NOSFE]
Lead eyelids, the hours aren’t enough for me anymore
Sometimes I feel I wanna do too much
That people are not like the mirrors
They don’t see you like you do, but you shouldn’t lose your dreams
They say where there’s water life exists
I feel like I’m in the ocean, but the heart is made of ice
Since I was little I was hitting obstacles, momma told me: “Learn”
Truth hurts, but I tattoed it on my face
That’s how you could see it too
The that’s like it moments, the that’s not like it moments
If you don’t see yourself in the mirror, leave
If you didn’t find yourself yet, keep trying
Kiss you!

[Verse 2: Keed]
‘Cause today you live, but tomorrow maybe not
Today he left, tomorrow maybe you
You need to take life as a gift
And everyday take it from the beginning again, clearly
No matter what happens, everything needs to be enough
For everybody, what a pity, money wanders
In the minds and the deepness of souls
I only see hesitation in their looks
They say eyes never lie
That your deeds determine your rewards
Don’t lose the fight with self
You know that hate is born from the wish to protect the good

[Hook: Adda]x2
Angel, my little angel
Hold me to your chest
Light up my hard path
With your wing

[Verse 3: Super ED]
Who is this guy? Who is this guy? Why you lookin’ at me?
Mirror, mirror on the wall, this guy looks like his self
I don’t know if it’s mine, but I surely know he’s with me
He brings me to places where the cameras are, movies
Tarantino, Tarantino
Guta from Berceni and The Count are kinda born from you
And Sexi Kent and Super ED burn the kryptonines
Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff
A lot of Mary, call me Marian, I roll in ships, in submarines
Yellow ones, like the one that sang “Imagine”
He said everything goes as it comes
I remain with me, if you don’t want to, remain with good
You angel, my little angel, you take care of the rhymes
Let this drop from your little wing like money on ballerinas
Signed by that retard, there’s no one else like him
Guta

[Verse 4: Killa Fonic]
My little angel leaves it’s home kinda frequently
I always lie to him that I’m good so that he comes back
I have demons that try me, they want to kidnap me
And sometimes I hurt myself more then they want me to
Oh, God, send us more, bring us enforcements
Pain is at the door, he acts like a guest
My thugs have their heart stained, sister
They have their face tattoed and cracked, sister
I try to be way better than I was yesterday
I try to have faith and not to hope anymore
Money are printed, don’t hold ‘em close to your soul
Throw away the million even if you don’t have the hundred

[Verse 5: Shift]
Yo, angel, my little angel
I know that I’m not always me
I know that I don’t want some trophy
I know sometimes it’s hard for me
And I also know: I fall, I’m weak, you make me strong
I was little, you were with me, today I’m big
And I made too many mistakes, hundreds
When I tought there was nobody, nobody to listen to me
But I returned to you and now to you I speak
‘Cause I saw what fame means, it’s not what I think
Some guys, other guys, I wish to figure out
What you always tell me and I thank you

[Hook: Adda]x2
Angel, my little angel
Hold me to your chest
Light up my hard path
With your wing