Letra de Angels & Whores

[Spoken]
I wanna know what the fuck's goin' on
1-2-3!
All the pretty girls call my home
They say, "Whatcha doin'? Where you goin'?
Whatcha singin'? What's your song?"
I used to look and wonder, are they angels or are they whores?
But I don't look much like that anymore
Riding in my Crown Vic
Outta school, half-lit
Stop, search, weed, takedown
Cop's such a little bitch
Lip off the limp dick
"Hey, motherfucker, kiss the ground"
I used to look and wonder, are they angels or are they whores?
I don't look much like that anymore
I'm gonna take the things I loved
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm gonna take all the things that I fucked up
(Yeah, yeah)
I was wrong
Children, I belong
Children, I belong
Children (Children)
Children (Children)
Children, I belong to you
Yeah yeah, you
(Yeah yeah, you)
[x3]
All my pretty gay friends call my name
They say, "Where you been? You cleaned up
You're lookin' good, where you playing?"
Crosstown, downstate, East side, Bowery
Playing for the pussy and the saps
Money undressed me
And money molests me
As the suburbs sucked the punk off of my lap
I used to look and wonder, are they angels or are they whores?
But I don't look much like that
(No, no, no)
I don't look much like that
(No, no, no)
I don't look much like that anymore
Anymore
(Anymore)
[x4]