Gaika - Clouds, Chemists and the Angel Gabriel Lyrics

Militant sons will always be immigrantCash vigilant when I'm knownAnother blade, another city callingThere's no place I call homeMove swiftly with my enemiesThere's a science to ballin' outCriminals call the shotsI'm growing crystals in the cloudsWatch out miss, I'm from nowhere goodIt's like walking on broken glassI gotta get paid in broken heartsWill you give me one more chance?