Lyrics
ANGELZ N DEMONZ
By The EvilTwinz?
(1st chorus)
There ain’t a prophet alive,
That can prophesize,
What I’ve written/
I’ve scripted prophecies,
That Philosophers never envisioned,
I was a prodigy long before,
All these Hollywood b*** es,
Started bombardin’ me wit’,
Questions bout’ the world that we live in.
There ain’t a prophet alive,
That can prophesize,
What I’ve writtin’.
I’ve scripted prophecies,
That Nostradamus never envisioned,
I was a prodigy long before,
All you Hollywood b*** es,
Heard our Anthology so shut up,
N’ sit’ back n’ just listen.
(1st verse)
I’m more pissed off,
Than I’ve ever been in my life N I love it,
I won’t go Gently into that good night,
Like alla you others.
When It’s my time to go,
I’ll leave my callin’ card on the table,
You’ll know I’m gone once,
I’ve murdered off all my guardian angels.
You’ll never die as long,
As you have an angel still watchin over you,
N everytime you sin,
God’ll send you one of his chosen few.
I get one everytime I cuss up in this vocal booth,
That’s why I’m f*** ed cuz’ I know,
That my death’s already overdue.
There’s no sense in denyin’ it any longer,
Or hidin’ the pain,
Break out the cocaine n’ the John Walker
I’m goin into this battle,
With both nostrils,
Runnin’ like women’s mascera,
After their soap operas.
I Swear I won’t ever surrender,
Or fall victim,
Or fold under pressure,
My flow’s a loaded n’ cocked pistol.
Ready to blow when you needed,
A shoulder to cry on,
My spit’s more venomous,
Then ten-foot poisonous pythons.
Blasphemy’s only a half-a-can,
Of colored Krylon,
Away from bein’ grafitti’d,
On your underpasses pile-ons,
That’s why you shouldn’t hesitate,
To grab a firearm,
N’ Cock the Hammer back,
Before I detonate this time bomb.
There aint a heavyweight,
To reconcile my bygones,
So I’mma renovate N’ relocate
The game like Saigon.
I’ll drop a live grenade
In tanks I’ve filled with pine-solve,
So you can the smell a winter storm,
Commin’ from a mile-off.
There aint a prophet alive,
That can prophesize what I’ve written,
I’ve scripted prophecies
That Philosophers never envisioned.
I was a prodigy long before
All these Hollywood b*** es,
Started bombardin’ me wit’,
Questions bout the world that we live in
There aint a prophet alive
That can prophesize
What I’ve writtin/
I’ve scripted prophecies
That Nostradamus never envisioned,
I was a prodigy long before
All you Holywood b*** es,
Heard our Anthology so shut up,
N sit back n’ just listen.
There aint a devil in hell,
That could resurrect enough demonz,
To represent me in heaven,
Once God condemns me for treason.
I sold my soul n’ played my cards,
Against the devil’s hand,
N lost, n’ traded in my silver cross,
For seven pentagrams.
N’ Now I’m walkin all alone,
Across the desert sands,
Searchin’ for a desperate soul
Beggin’ for a second chance.
I’m cursed to force the darkest arts
Upon my fellow man,
Untill I’ve met my quota,
N its’ off to never never land.
There ain’t no sense in you cryin’,
Out any longer,
Just sign on the dotted line,
N’ Lets finalize our offer.
Your goin’ into the after life whole-heartedly,
Knowin you sold your soul to the devil
To live larger.
I swear you wont ever regret it.
Don’t start b*** in’,
I’m endlessly rich n’ even in death,
I’ll be worth billions.
I’m not upset that I traded,
My hard livin’,
For all the success I prayed for,
Yet never was God given.
Not Once… have I ever got,
One of my prayers answered,
Not Once… have I found love,
That could cure cancer.
Not Once… has my college degree,
Got me the job of my dreams,
N’ keys to my Hollywood hills mansion.
Not Once… have I ever,
Looked back at the past angry,
Not Once… have I ever let any,
Of that Phase me.
Not Once… have I ever been,
Questioned or called crazy,
For Sayin’ The Evil Twinz are the best,
Cuz
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