Luyện nghe bài hát Angel Of Death

[Verse 1: Mac
Now in my mothafuckin' I got a lot of real love, but my brain's unstable
I just wanna wish death onto labels
I just wanna wish death onto basic
And the fuckin' station to fake to play true shit
Real music... kill the industry, bodybag it blue lips
Ohh shit, the casket in tulips
2 clips pop attacking you quick! Woo!
warm it up I'm guessing
Cuz I'm flowing like I'm stepping with an
Semi-automatic, weapon and eleven methods
Of medicine out of madness in a session
Man my vocal chords are bleeding cuz I'm with aggressiveness
It doesn't matter if I'm (horse) I'm practically a Pegasus
You're at a lunatic, I'm bigger and sicker
And every I fucking pick up the liquor
I'm ripping it quicker and I don't give a fuck about the gimmick, I'm of it
is the end of it, this isn't intimate
I don't wanna underestimate the fact that I got endless
I could probably make a couple children end up as
All I gotta do is and argument with the Devil
My heart made of metal
But part of me's an artist
And part of me is a martyr of
At a that's arguably incredible
the schizophrenia!
Demons are always talking to me and I fuck em
My are up in a coffin, not breathing not fuckin' talking
I need you, I'm stalking you
Searching I find you
I'm LURKING I'm RIGHT YOU
MURDER YOU: ON THE BIBLE
I admit that I'm a loony
You could prolly me in the psycho ward
I'm thinking of the planet earth and flying towards Heaven...
Walk in, holding two up
Since she's been gone, I ain't ever the sun up

1: Mac Lethal]
I lost my mom I was 23
And all I wanna is what the Angel of Death wants from me
I wrote this holding a baby she slept
Now I'm hoping I can her from the mothafuckin' ANGEL OF DEATH
[Hook: Mac
Angel of (angel of death) (angel of death)
of Death (angel of death) (angel of death)
Angel of
(angel of death) (angel of death) (angel of death) (angel of death)

[Verse 2: N9ne]
Sin in my cinema get to sippin' with a
I got a soul it be with the sick, a lot of shit
I'm bout to give you the drama like Bryan DePalma
Who be the angel that got me flying? My
Devil don't wanna see me tight as in a piano
My equivalent to flight when you see animals
Over the aircraft and the universe
A lunar curse, I sit down I'm ready to groom a verse
In the middle of a murder I kill up
I'm taking the title the idol for the meddling with the metal head
Nigga better go hit the pedal, cuz an Angel don't ever give a damn what a said
Anybody wanna battle I'm a
I can do it the will kill em off when I activate
I'm a laugh a lot of em little lames I lacerate
masses with my mic and my masturbate
Leave y'all, the tongue and these jaws
I'm incredible haters don't wanna recall
That I come to beast all, free fall, cuz we raw
Nina be heavy you be the leaf on the
So competitive they gimme the
They don't wanna into me cuz I'm rippin' em up
And all the people that get it
I'm ready so on with it
But if you a critic, we giving a fuck, we living it up

[Bridge 2: Tech
I'm in a mess I Maudie
I want anybody to call me
I'm vexed and not jolly
The I been thinking is ungodly
Will I reign, I stress?
Either way I'm aim at your chest
I ain't tripping off the Angel of
Cuz Maudie Sue Yates is the of Tech
Cha!

[Hook: Mac (x2)
of Death (angel of death) (angel of death)
Angel of (angel of death) (angel of death)
Angel of
(angel of death) (angel of dea