In the first light of a new day no one knew he had arrived Things continued as they had been while a newborn softly cried But the heavens wrapped in wonder
In the first light of a new day no one knew he had arrived Things continued as they had been while a newborn softly cried But the heavens wrapped in
like Plastique Leave a nigga shook, to the point, he won't speak Never half-assed, always live and direct On bitches try to punk smell, the panty and raw sex Mad lights
all about it... Guess what I'm a serial killer, it's a bad habit I killed Tony, Lucky Charms, and the Silly Rabbit, Cut the lights, see that shit, I'
Grace has entered in Praises to the infant King Hope is born again Through the frost upon the window See the stocking on the Where the light reflects
, for if she asks The sun forsakes the rite to rise And is the first to discern, that this angel's return Is a vengeful call on grace For even martyrdom
a chess game Leave this emcee with chest pains I had to battle a shadow in his black light form He dazzled me, adding three points to his score Engulfed
stayers, the quitters, the bitches, the niggaz Rebel guerrillas, the ghetto civilians Y'all 'gon feel it from the first to the millionth It's extra ordinary an' plain I walk a thousand paces of light
of lows How the mighty fall Once your words were the first and last on the subject Now they hang like a noose around your neck Once you held the light
this nonsense, yo, break it down From open mics to solutions, I got a collage of answers And a ten point program just like the Black Panthers One, first
Leave a nigga shook, to the point, he won't speak Never half-assed, always live and direct On bitches try to punk smell the panty and raw sex Mad lights
, for if She asks The Sun forsakes the rite to rise And is the first to discern, that this Angel's return Is a vengefull call on grace For even martyrdom
bitches, the niggaz Rebel guerrillas the ghetto civilians Y'all 'gon feel it from the first to the millionth It's extra, ordinary and plain I walk a thousand paces of light
this nonsense, yo break it down) From open mics to solutions I got a collage of answers and a ten point program, just like the Black Panthers One: First
[The full lyrics to Stone Angels are printed in the album booklets. It is a poem written by Keith Waldrop first published in 1997 by homonimous title
