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Angel Video (MV)




Performed By: Marcus the Messiah
Length: 2:59
Written by: marcus kirkwood




Marcus the Messiah - Angel Lyrics




Smoking the bud of a mother f*cking angle
Popping out the roof when the windows weren't enabled
Young nigga been fool but all it took was labels
To get it out of him without him it was a blank book

They all fall in
They all fall in
They all fall in
They moms Calling
They moms Calling
They moms Calling
They don't answer the dope measure bout 20gs
Imagining pope Frances dancing in skinny geans

Damsel in destress I told her I do not rescue only thing
I got to get off my chest is a bench press bar with the weight of the world on it yo girl
Callin f*ck being honest these niggas lying this shit is too common
They make me sick I'm finna vomit I'm finna take off to the sky
Like I'm a comet lil kid with his f*cking nose up in them comics
Tryna be like his favorite supper villain
And make a killing off of these fake niggas that's all he wanted
Something
Bigger
Than
Himself
Wealth
His teeth rugged he keeps running knowing that fates coming
Yo bitch coming a big cusin and he keeps gunning
At all oops he won't stop till he falls off f*ck all cops he gets top in a drop top

Smoking the bud of a mother f*cking angel
Popping out the roof when the windows weren't enabled
Young nigga been a fool but all it took was labels
To get it out of him without him it was a blank book

They all fall in
They all fall in
They all fall in
They moms Calling
They moms Calling
They moms Calling
They don't answer the dope measure bout 20gs
Imagining pope Frances dancing in skinny jeans

They hated me until I grabbed the noose and threatened my life syke
I'm not suicidal nigga I just wanna die cut up all the slices
Now they want a piece of the pie then grab the knife that I used
Then stab me right in the eye how could you sleep at night miss using your influence
I never wanna be that guy if I gotta die nigga here I lie
F*ck living a hero life
It's over rated
My mind jaded
I'm ice scatting with the devil
If you try to diss me nigga here's a f*cking shovel dig your own grave
I'm just tryna get a f*cking bezel say I'm self made
F*ck these niggas I'll pee in they cup and say it's lemonade
This the f*cking renegade
Talk shit to me nigga I'll re arrange and renovate yo damn face nigga
I need some damn space busted all up in her mouth now she need some tooth paste bitch
It's too late To find a new way I'll find a new place let all the pain
Create a new face exit the city and don't leave no trace wish
I could just start over and do shit at my own pace tryna get my own place
And you wonder why this f*cking world rotates
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Smoking the bud of a mother f*cking angle
Popping out the roof when the windows weren't enabled
Young nigga been fool but all it took was labels
To get it out of him without him it was a blank book

They all fall in
They all fall in
They all fall in
They moms Calling
They moms Calling
They moms Calling
They don't answer the dope measure bout 20gs
Imagining pope Frances dancing in skinny geans

Damsel in destress I told her I do not rescue only thing
I got to get off my chest is a bench press bar with the weight of the world on it yo girl
Callin f*ck being honest these niggas lying this shit is too common
They make me sick I'm finna vomit I'm finna take off to the sky
Like I'm a comet lil kid with his f*cking nose up in them comics
Tryna be like his favorite supper villain
And make a killing off of these fake niggas that's all he wanted
Something
Bigger
Than
Himself
Wealth
His teeth rugged he keeps running knowing that fates coming
Yo bitch coming a big cusin and he keeps gunning
At all oops he won't stop till he falls off f*ck all cops he gets top in a drop top

Smoking the bud of a mother f*cking angel
Popping out the roof when the windows weren't enabled
Young nigga been a fool but all it took was labels
To get it out of him without him it was a blank book

They all fall in
They all fall in
They all fall in
They moms Calling
They moms Calling
They moms Calling
They don't answer the dope measure bout 20gs
Imagining pope Frances dancing in skinny jeans

They hated me until I grabbed the noose and threatened my life syke
I'm not suicidal nigga I just wanna die cut up all the slices
Now they want a piece of the pie then grab the knife that I used
Then stab me right in the eye how could you sleep at night miss using your influence
I never wanna be that guy if I gotta die nigga here I lie
F*ck living a hero life
It's over rated
My mind jaded
I'm ice scatting with the devil
If you try to diss me nigga here's a f*cking shovel dig your own grave
I'm just tryna get a f*cking bezel say I'm self made
F*ck these niggas I'll pee in they cup and say it's lemonade
This the f*cking renegade
Talk shit to me nigga I'll re arrange and renovate yo damn face nigga
I need some damn space busted all up in her mouth now she need some tooth paste bitch
It's too late To find a new way I'll find a new place let all the pain
Create a new face exit the city and don't leave no trace wish
I could just start over and do shit at my own pace tryna get my own place
And you wonder why this f*cking world rotates
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Writer: marcus kirkwood
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