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Rob Smith
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Angels In Poverty
Angels, we're angels in poverty I saw this brother looking sadder than a Mills and Boon novel He was hopeless so apart from faith he had nothing at all when people walked past him he say deep things, sweet things giving advice on how to keep things Like an angel manifested in poverty he spoke back to me Now he was deeper than some brothers I knew who spoke of right knowledge, class war and life in college
Don't want to stress his name on this track but he saved my life once that's why I show this love back the true definition of survivor, sweet old timer, walk around writer poverty Pied Piper
His only household was an old shopping trolley, with a flower in his hat never sorry but jolly, like God was on his side, givin' him pride he told me always keep your head up in the system of lies that's why like a ninja man invested in poverty he spoke to me feeling blue he spoke back to me Now he was deeper than some brothers I knew who spoke of right knowledge, class war and life in college
the power of ignorance makes no sense, it's meritocratic, the religion now is Pounds and Pence and the rest got thrown in his hat, he replied with Jah, bless Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com do you really wanna know about the hard times sat in the street with shit to show
he said he didn't drink booze but he dis smoke dope he rolled up his sleeves tattooed on his fist was love and hope he said he had it done to remind him of faith and happiness at a time in his life when he was pissed off being put to the test, living in a mess he made me smile and hang around a while hearing old stories about where we lived by that Bristol bridge I went to go and check him bright and early, in the place where he would usually be but he was missing, thinking where the hell is he at staring at a piece of cardboard where he usually sat so I relaxed my mind hoping he ain't dead with the advice on life up in my head love and hope my friend is all that you've got when you're rich it's hard to see but when your broke it's a lot so I relaxed my mind and I thought of my children lighting candles in this old church building this homeless man who had faith like a Samaritan who picked me up he was gone and so was the stink he was broke but no joke, he was gone like a ninja man invested in poverty
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