Tech N9ne - Angel of d**h lyrics

[Verse 1: Mac Lethal] Now in my mothaf**in' heart I got a lot of real love, but my brain's unstable I just wanna wish d**h onto major labels I just wanna wish d**h onto basic cable And the f**in' radio station to fake to play true sh** Real music... k** the industry, bodybag it with blue lips Ohh sh**, drop the casket in tulips 2 clips pop attacking you move quick! Woo! Gotta warm it up I'm guessing Cuz I'm flowing like I'm stepping with an AK-47 Semi-automatic, mac-11 weapon and eleven methods Of making medicine out of madness in a session Man my vocal chords are bleeding cuz I'm rapping with aggressiveness It doesn't matter if I'm hoarse I'm practically a pegasus You're looking at a lunatic, I'm bigger and sicker And every time I f**ing pick up the liquor I'm ripping it quicker and I don't give a f** about the gimmick, I'm sick of it This is the end of it, this isn't intimate I don't wanna underestimate the fact that I got endless influence I could probably make a couple children end up as idiots All I gotta do is settle and argument with the devil My heart isn't made of metal But part of me's just an artist And part of me is a martyr of marketing At a level that's arguably incredible Pardon the schizophrenia! Demons are always talking to me and I f** em often My feet are up in a coffin, not breathing not f**in' talking I need you, I'm f**ing stalking you Searching until I find you I'm LURKING I'm RIGHT BEHIND YOU I'LL MURDER YOU: ON THE BIBLE I admit that I'm a little loony You could prolly stick me in the psycho ward I'm thinking of leaving the planet earth and flying towards Heaven... Walk in, holding two guns up Since she's been gone, I ain't ever seen the sun up [Bridge 1: Mac Lethal] I lost my mom when I was 23 And all I wanna know is what the Angel of d**h wants from me I wrote this song holding a baby she slept Now I'm hoping I can save her from the mothaf**in' ANGEL OF DEATH [Hook: Mac Lethal] Angel of d**h (angel of d**h) (angel of d**h) Angel of d**h (angel of d**h) (angel of d**h) Angel of d**h (angel of d**h) (angel of d**h) (angel of d**h) (angel of d**h) [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Sin in my cinema get to sippin' with a spliff I got a soul it be sinister with the sick, a lot of sh** I'm bout to give you the k**er drama like Brian De Palma Who be the angel that got me flying? My mama Devil don't wanna see me tight as string in a piano My levels equivalent to flight when you see animals Over the aircraft and into the universe A lunar curse, when I sit down I'm ready to groom a verse In the middle of a murder I k** up everything I'm taking the title from the idol for the meddling with the metal head n***a better go hit the pedal, cause an angel don't ever give a damn what a devil said Anybody wanna battle I'm a decapitate I can do it the fluid will k** 'em off when I activate I'm a laugh a lot of em little lames when I lacerate Murder ma**es with my mic and my masturbate Leave y'all, with the tongue and these jaws I'm incredible haters don't wanna never recall That I come to beast all, they free fall, cause we raw Nina be heavy you be the leaf on the seesaw So competitive they gimme the bucks They don't wanna step into me, cause I'm rippin' em up And all the people that wanna get it I'm ready so come on with it But if you a critic, we never giving a f**, we living it up [Bridge 2: Tech N9ne] I'm in a mess, I lost Maudie I don't want anybody to call me I'm really vexed and not jolly sh** I been thinking is ungodly Will I reign, will I stress? Either way I'm gonna aim at your chest I ain't tripping off the Angel of d**h Cause Maudie Sue Yates is the Angel of Tech Cha! [Hook: Mac Lethal] (x2) Angel of d**h (angel of d**h) (angel of d**h) Angel of d**h (angel of d**h) (angel of d**h) Angel of d**h (angel of d**h) (angel of d**h) (angel of d**h) (angel of d**h)