Artist: TOBE NWIGWE ft. P.J. MORTON, CHANCE THE RAPPER, & SAGE NWIGWE
Title of the song: WE NEED ANGELS
Duration: 4:00
Genre: Gospel
Released Year: 2024
We Need Angels is a powerful 4-minute Gospel track from TOBE NWIGWE, featuring P.J. Morton, Chance the Rapper, and Sage Nwigwe. Released in 2024, this song blends soulful melodies and deep lyrics, urging listeners to seek divine intervention in challenging times.
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WE NEED ANGELS Lyrics By TOBE NWIGWE ft. P.J. MORTON, CHANCE THE RAPPER, & SAGE NWIGWE
(Verse 1)
When the rain falls, every roof gets its F,
But I’m from where a king can never off Spring,
Never lay eyes on there, oh it’s painful,
But those be the cards that we deal.
We need angels to help us, come and find
This hell surrounding us, it feels like hell around here,
I swear it feels like hell around here.
(Chorus)
In the darkness, they play you close,
And we feel surrounded but alone,
They down my nigga in his home,
So me and mine keep a PO.
We need angels to help us, come and find
This hell surrounding us, it feels like hell around here,
I swear it feels like hell here.
(Verse 2)
In dystopia for a discount,
The doctor doing dirty work,
The prisons doing miscounts,
The Ops and the top shot callers having sit downs,
The goal is to get down with the get downs.
If God bless America, then God bless Babylon,
They build a ladder to a satellite,
Then rounded up the Chad through a sadon,
Do us in the battle just a sle on 48,
‘Cause I know dudes that never even had a loan.
(Chorus)
40 days, yet another monsoon,
They got to fix Jackson, fix Flint sometime soon,
How they fix to get rid of guns, I need mine soon,
Every reparation but ours, I need mine soon.
They build a ladder out of people, they some heavy steppers,
They left some people under water, they some levy steppers,
Then they dip like the gyro with the heavy peppers.
(Bridge)
Lord God protect the class from the soldiers that come,
From patrolling in the schools to control us,
They got a pipeline from the stroller to the holding,
While your counterparts loaf and keep scrolling, keep trolling.
The rain won’t let up, the pain won’t let up,
Some days I’m underfed, some days I’m fed up,
Some days I lay in bed, grief fills my head up,
Start to feel set up, bar getting wet up.
(Outro)
When the rain falls, every roof gets its F,
But I saw another angel flying directly overhead,
With the eternal gospel to proclaim to those who dwell on Earth,
To every nation and tribe and language and people.
