fuck angel's spirit

come get ya paper straight goin to yo nature dope lyrics got u baked up you know times up its time for hypes and funk tippin on your homies u gots to fuck bitches hittin switches u running out of luck the dightest be the truest spoken u lookin kind of broken angels get no juice acting like some fools dont let me grab my sword and slay you im the one you should be paying attention to god the greatest up in you can't control it will wait then click world are of Satan the sword shall awaken