Luyện nghe bài hát Angel Of Death

[Verse 1: Mac
Now in my mothafuckin' heart I got a lot of love, but my brain's unstable
I wanna wish death onto major labels
I just wanna wish death onto cable
And the fuckin' radio station to fake to play true
Real music... kill the industry, it with blue lips
Ohh shit, drop the casket in
2 clips pop attacking you quick! Woo!
Gotta it up I'm guessing
Cuz I'm flowing like I'm stepping an AK-47
Semi-automatic, mac-11 weapon and methods
Of medicine out of madness in a session
Man my vocal chords are bleeding cuz I'm rapping aggressiveness
It doesn't matter if I'm hoarse (horse) I'm practically a
You're at a lunatic, I'm bigger and sicker
And time 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
This is the end of it, this isn't
I don't wanna underestimate the fact that I got influence
I probably make a couple children end up as idiots
All I gotta do is and argument with the Devil
My heart made of metal
But part of me's an artist
And of me is a martyr of marketing
At a level arguably incredible
the schizophrenia!
Demons are always to me and I fuck em often
My feet are up in a coffin, not not fuckin' talking
I you, I'm fucking stalking you
until I find you
I'm I'm RIGHT BEHIND YOU
I'LL MURDER ON THE BIBLE
I admit that I'm a little
You could prolly me in the psycho ward
I'm thinking of leaving the earth and flying towards Heaven...
Walk in, holding two up
Since been gone, I ain't ever seen the sun up

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

[Verse 2: Tech
Sin in my cinema get to sippin' a spliff
I got a it be sinister with the sick, a lot of shit
I'm bout to give you the killer drama like DePalma
Who be the that got me flying? My mama
don't wanna see me tight as string in a piano
My levels equivalent to flight you see animals
Over the aircraft and the universe
A lunar curse, when I sit down I'm ready to a verse
In the middle of a I kill up everything
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 a damn what a Devil said
Anybody battle I'm a decapitate
I can do it the fluid will em off when I activate
I'm a laugh a lot of em lames when I lacerate
Murder masses with my mic and my
Leave y'all, with the and these jaws
I'm incredible haters don't never recall
That I to beast all, they free fall, cuz we raw
Nina be you be the leaf on the seesaw
So competitive gimme the bucks
They wanna step into me cuz I'm rippin' em up
And all the people wanna get it
I'm ready so on with it
But if you a critic, we never a fuck, we living it up

2: Tech N9ne]
I'm in a mess I Maudie
I don't want to call me
I'm really and not jolly
The shit I been thinking is
I reign, will I stress?
Either way I'm gonna aim at your
I ain't tripping off the of Death
Cuz Maudie Sue is the Angel of Tech
Cha!

Mac Lethal] (x2)
Angel of (angel of death) (angel of death)
Angel of (angel of death) (angel of death)
Angel of
(angel of death) (angel of dea