J57 - Angels with Dirty Faces lyrics

[Produced by J57] *Talking* Talking to my boy the other day. He said if he gave every time somebody asked, he wouldn't have nothing left for himself. But he ain't never tried that [Verse 1] I ain't a bad guy for keeping my cash caught a bad vibe when he pa**ed by Looked right in my staring eyes and asked, “Could I spare a dime?” Next man wouldn't spare his, Why should I spare mine? Call it, “New York state of mind,” but please bare in mind I know he in a bind, but he gone go buy beer and wine I work my 9 to 5 trying to provide for me and mine Not to sponsor every slob that survived Vietnam I'm cautious that his noble cause just might be a con No way to find out if he a fraud, so don't mind me if I'm More the kind of guy inclined to unkindly decline Besides the fact that panhandling's apparently a crime Lucky PD of NY decided to let him slide Could've collared his behind and made him pay a fine Before he came and started whining, everything was fine No wonder every other night another's set on fire [Hook] I'm a form of life Forms of life are friend to me Not unlike infinity So are our souls alike Air raids aren't polite Lighting bolts are energy I've composed an elegy For those that froze tonight My bros that froze tonight [Verse 2] I ain't ate nothing since last night That was from the trash heap; somebody's last bite Outlook getting real dim, used to be real bright Jeans are fitting real big, used to be real tight T-shirt looking real brown, was real white It hasn't seen no Tide, not in a long time I'm just trying to catch a ride, please spare a swipe You ain't got to act like I'm some type of parasite Caught up in a paradigm, lost Paradise Silent as a pantomime every day of life Sullen as Balboa's eyes, when Apollo died If I want something to swallow I've got to swallow pride Not the one to wallow and whine, but the bottom line Right now I got a lot of doubt, I won't make it out '09 In school we're taught the golden rule, but no one abides In fact it's quite the otherwise so I'm off to the other side [Hook] [Verse 3] Imagine if you was dying and nobody helped you If ain't nobody listen you might talk to yourself too Turning up your nose, holding you nose going, “Peww” In church, y'all in the front row, filling up the whole pew Fronting like it's God's work that y'all gonna do When it's time to show him proof, you gone like, “Pioom!” Sun walked in with no shoes, guess that's your cue To act entirely consumed in your Sudoku A hundred dimes a dime sack plus buying Bamboo But asked to spare a dime cats act brand new So many empty hands answered with, “No can do.” It's got so out of hand lending a hand's taboo It's a black eye on the race fam, matter of fact two I mean the human race planet is straight Raccooned It's a blessing to just to have food, you should have gratitude But you wouldn't bless the next man if he had “achooed!” [Hook]