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 wish death onto major labels
I just wanna wish death onto basic
And the fuckin' radio station to fake to play shit
Real music... the industry, bodybag it with blue lips
Ohh shit, drop the casket in
2 clips pop you move quick! Woo!
warm it up I'm guessing
Cuz I'm flowing like I'm stepping an AK-47
Semi-automatic, weapon and eleven methods
Of making medicine out of in a session
Man my vocal chords are bleeding cuz I'm rapping aggressiveness
It doesn't if I'm hoarse (horse) I'm practically a Pegasus
You're looking at a lunatic, I'm bigger and
And every time I pick up the liquor
I'm ripping it quicker and I don't give a about the gimmick, I'm sick of it
is the end of it, this isn't intimate
I don't wanna underestimate the fact that I got endless
I could make a couple children end up as idiots
All I gotta do is settle and argument the Devil
My isn't made of metal
But part of me's just an
And of me is a martyr of marketing
At a level that's incredible
the schizophrenia!
Demons are always to me and I fuck em often
My feet are up in a coffin, not breathing not talking
I you, I'm fucking stalking you
Searching until I you
I'm LURKING I'm BEHIND YOU
MURDER YOU: ON THE BIBLE
I that I'm a little loony
You could prolly stick me in the psycho
I'm thinking of leaving the earth and flying towards Heaven...
in, holding two guns up
Since she's gone, I ain't ever seen the sun up

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

2: Tech N9ne]
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 like Bryan DePalma
Who be the angel got me flying? My mama
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, when I sit down I'm to groom a verse
In the middle of a murder I kill up
I'm taking the title from the idol for the meddling the metal head
Nigga better go hit the pedal, cuz an Angel ever give a damn what a Devil said
Anybody wanna battle I'm a
I can do it the fluid will em off when I activate
I'm a laugh a lot of em lames when I lacerate
masses with my mic and my masturbate
Leave y'all, with the and these jaws
I'm haters don't wanna never recall
That I come to beast all, they fall, cuz we raw
Nina be you be the leaf on the seesaw
So competitive gimme the bucks
They don't wanna into me cuz I'm rippin' em up
And all the that wanna get it
I'm ready so come on it
But if you a critic, we giving a fuck, we living it up

[Bridge 2: Tech
I'm in a mess I lost
I don't anybody to call me
I'm vexed and not jolly
The I been thinking is ungodly
Will I reign, will I
Either way I'm gonna aim at your
I tripping off the Angel of Death
Cuz Sue Yates is the Angel of Tech
Cha!

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