Angel Of Death (Glitched and Fucked)

The street is where they bled they met the Angel of Death The heated bullets made of lead the blade is dripping bruh I keep the choppa in the corner and that clip by my bed These dumb ass niggas think it's sweet well pussy boy you mislead I think it's funny when these niggas think they know me they don't This girl said that she would just "love me" knowing damn well she won't Now get the fuck out my face I leave the masses amazed And if these niggas keep on talking put them boys in their place Maybe there's a casket, basket Leave him in the past tense If a nigga keep on talking we gon' pull up with with da ratchet Have it crashing Bitch I'm blasting reaction Ain't no asking, bitch I'm the captain i'm maskin With a passion, living lavish Stay in top form with no muthafuckin' baggage uh It's like i can't write no more songs i'm busy writing my wrongs One Winged Angel sings his songs so misery's prolonged The feeling never been so strong the med he got me so gone While I continue to be slave lay in my grave until dawn Wait, long as I live I won't be done just know we ready to hunt These niggas talking tough but won't buck up get ashed like a blunt We in a war but I'm a merc I got no-one to confront He sending shots I ain't concerned cause that nigga my son I'm at this party feeling lonely saw this shorty she approached me with the Cup full of lean and some percocets Bitch don't think for a second i'm taking those I won't I won't think about a nigga a second too long They won't pull up on a nigga my blade is drawn Yall been trippin on a nigga for way too long Yall keep fuckin with me maybe a demon spawns Bitch don't call my phone just leave me alone I'm in my shadow heading home I wanna swallow acid to retain my soul from the unknown But they don't know how much i've grown All my mistakes i've leaned to own I sit atop my lonely throne And shake the skies with baritones