Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
Aye, slidin' with dem poles like the strippers do
Boy, I'm Into that darkness your mind can't get into
No light at the end of this tunnel when a bundle is the miracle
The rap game is pitiful
Brain cells get split in 2
Jail cells get into crews
Fuck the pigs, privately owned prisons is thе real issue
Like slaughtеrhouses, I slaughter mouses
Rat niggas get hit with 2, opps is cowards
It could get critical
Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
No funny if we know the addy, we pullin up
With some Jason masks, plans for cash been adding up
If a nigga wanna trip we double cross his ass up
Yea we tie his ass up, get smoked for feeling gassed up
The crucifix is at my Nike feets
I might be geeked
I might be freaked
I might be smokin, loccin, sippin on potion but never beat
If I meet God face to face then I might believe
I might just need
I might just freeze
I might just see another way to right my dreams as my wrongs
In these sins across the face of my enemies
Shoot his arm, crack the bone tissue to the extremities
Eventually these end of the world prophecies become events sequenced in mp3
Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
Aye, slidin' with dem poles like the strippers do
Boy, I'm Into that darkness your mind can't get into
No light at the end of this tunnel when a bundle is the miracle
The rap game is pitiful
Brain cells get split in 2
Jail cells get into crews
Fuck the pigs, privately owned prisons is thе real issue
Like slaughtеrhouses, I slaughter mouses
Rat niggas get hit with 2, opps is cowards
It could get critical
Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
No funny if we know the addy, we pullin up
With some Jason masks, plans for cash been adding up
If a nigga wanna trip we double cross his ass up
Yea we tie his ass up, get smoked for feeling gassed up
The crucifix is at my Nike feets
I might be geeked
I might be freaked
I might be smokin, loccin, sippin on potion but never beat
If I meet God face to face then I might believe
I might just need
I might just freeze
I might just see another way to right my dreams as my wrongs
In these sins across the face of my enemies
Shoot his arm, crack the bone tissue to the extremities
Eventually these end of the world prophecies become events sequenced in mp3
Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
Angel of death, fall from grace
When my wings are blackened
Fall back, if you can't relate to the trappin
All my life I've been thinkin bout death
When I look to the sky it seems to be nothing left
( Eric Kxng )
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