Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Devils And Angels, artist - Madchild. Album song Silver Tongue Devil, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.07.2015
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
Devils And Angels |
| I broke my piggy bank and haven’t put it back together |
| Back in heaven blastin' rounds like I’m a MAC-11 |
| Livin' in my rainy city it was all wrong |
| Used to be the big fish in a small pond |
| Now I’m swimming with the sharks but I’m a Jap' piranha |
| Plus I’m moving Fast & Furious like Brian O’Conner |
| Rest in peace, a restless beast |
| Call me Mighty Mouse, pocket’s full of extra cheese, yup |
| Still a mental savage that is ravenous, indeed |
| Exerting psycho babble from a labyrinth in me |
| Angels flying up above, demons down beneath |
| When I’m breathing you can hear the evil seeping through my teeth |
| Close friends worth more than cash and havin' wealth |
| Self destructive beings are a hazard to themself |
| Lion roars, stronger than an iron door |
| Sun has killed the rain, love has killed the pain that I endure |
| Half these rappers are the liars like Pinocchio |
| 10% are dope, other 90 less than okey-doke |
| You don’t wanna rope-a-dope with Mad, you get the broken nose |
| Small but when I’m rappin' I am taller than the Poconos |
| My soul is mischievous like A-Plus and Opio |
| A toy collector, plus my clothes, they come from Tokyo |
| I’m not sayin' I got the dopest flow |
| But kids are studyin' my methods like a vocal coach |
| My brain’s a battlefield for devils and angels |
| Walkin' contradiction like machetes and rainbows |
| Burden on my shoulders that is heavy and painful |
| Shane’s raw, tearin' shit like Eminem’s chainsaw |
| Battle Mad and you could be in real danger |
| Excruciating training like a Navy SEAL ranger |
| Run for cover, bounty hunter like I’m Boba Fett |
| Wild west bounty hunter like I’m Jonah Hex |
| Ay, bitch, I could talk to the dead |
| You connect with me cause I can read the thoughts in your head |
| Yeah, mentally projecting till I’m causing metamorph (os)is |
| Almost lost my head like the fucking headless horsemen |
| Holdin' a jack-o-lantern, acrobatic verbiage |
| Dirtiest of wordsmiths, bar game is murderous |
| Don’t talk about it much but came up with true killers |
| Still here cause I’m unbreakable like Bruce Willis |
| Half these rappers out are liars like Pinocchio |
| 10% are dope, other 90 less than okey-doke |
| You don’t wanna rope-a-dope with Mad, you get the broken nose |
| Small but when I’m rappin' I am taller than the Poconos |
| My soul is mischievous like A-Plus and Opio |
| A toy collector plus my clothes, they come from Tokyo |
| I’m not sayin' I got the dopest flow |
| But kids just studyin' my methods like a vocal coach |