Angel of Death Lyrics

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 two

Jail cells get into crews

Fuck the pigs, privately owned prisons is the real issue

Like slaughterhouses, I slaughter mouses

Rat niggas get hit with two, 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