ANGELS AN ANGUISH

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#7shostoppa6 when you feel the killshot ya blood spill wont stop,long enough to clot, ...im the sniper... feel tangled in a web, spun by the elite to strangle deceit ...im the spider... when you feel a venomous bite poison flow death comin slow ...im the Viper... feel yourself sizzle and crackle engulfed in fire screamin for a fighter, ...im the igniter controlling the gas and lighter.. grouping my rounds tighter when i embrace a rifle the mark of a marksman my skills only sharpin going tribal animalistic uncharistic sadistic twisted Wicked Focus or you're gonna miss it packin and stackin'um up 2 by 2 to the roof execute the judgment that most can't stomach or follow through when im not im baggin or toe tagging zippin up body bags wannabes acting hard I'm pulling your card I'm a disposer dealing with posers the leftover gophers that sure to cry about closure I blend into the background play the clown to hide my attributes see you don't think like I do I'm sicker than you a vision of the new that's come into view now what you wanna do only morbid thoughts run through my mind behind my eyes lies a vivid vision zero fucks will be given hold yourself liable if you insist on being among the livin better take a course in survival my premise was nourished in the gutter, where shadows creep and decept is the language angels speek in anguish, Got a chip on my shoulder, more like a soldier with a boulder no time for sleep. here it comes again like an old familiar friend fever in my mind no longer b-nine crawlin up my spine hyper aware no time to spare keepin tabs on everything everywhere you don't want these kind of problems you don't even want to see'um cause they coincid with dry columns in a mausoleum got the Grave Digger moaning wantin to bicker cause i just won't die I adapted the ways of staying alive learned to survive pressure from all sides happy or sad glad or mad my shine keeps trying still somthing sorta like a flicker trapping in the alleys, Just a Tuesday chilling Nobody Knows My Name like a chameleon making millions Street wisdom, holds down the rhythm Runnin’ with wolves, can you feel their crys they're only way to testify never stumble never fumble multiply then devide and let this be crystal clear cause out here don't show no fear emotions or tears the humble don't survive you had your chance to open your eyes an realize nothings on your side including me Painted in graffiti, my story’s on the wall, Life’s a game of chess an my opponents are Giants but no problem to fall Every scar’s a lesson, every loss a gain, In this lackadaisical world, full of pain I walk with ghosts of the past in my stride, No fear in my heart, no lie to see in my eyes follow the flow of art in streets made me wise wisdom you can't teach Countin’ every blessing, but ready for war, Low down motherfuckers im gonna even the score stick around and look down watch for the treat I'll be piling up on the ground fresh meat enough busters to muster up a cluster of clowns scraping up the street never felt defeat yo hungry here's your Crow nows your chance due to the circumstance sitting over there playing like you not aware back in the day I made my name for being known for condoning My Demons doing wrong most you can hear in my song I wouldn't hesitate to take a motherfuckers on how you going to make me believe the one that laid in the manger didn't leave in anger how would you be what would you think of me wouldn't you be pissed off if I nailed you to a cross

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