Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Angelz, artist - MF DOOM. Date of issue: 22.03.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Angelz |
| Yea, that’s right |
| It’s not a Hardy Boy mystery neither |
| This is real shit |
| This shit come on right after Hart to Hart y’all |
| No doubt, 7 o’clock Fantasy Island |
| This episode is «Death to a Brooklyn Man» |
| This is Tony’s Angels |
| It was three white bitches who worked for Tony Starks |
| Undercover agents, far beyond narc’s |
| Amazed by they beauty marks |
| Wonder Woman bracelets, knee-high boots that was made Clarks |
| My dick got hard, at how they spoke and shit |
| Every language was music to the kid as if. |
| I was modern day King Midas |
| Doreen, Skye and Kelly, Starky’s Angel’s- Shaolin’s finest |
| Though it happened in the streets of Brooklyn |
| Plus I played the whip real low cause my face was rooklin |
| My Angels jetted out of Albee Square |
| Gun out, wrap in their hair, kinda crowded so they clap in the air |
| Chased a nigga down block for blocks |
| Squeezing glocks, these mommies real anxious to blow off his top |
| He’s a rapist, murderer, convict, burglar |
| The more they ran the more they skirts got dirtier |
| Sending shots like check day, Fed Ex expressway |
| BOOM BOW BING! |
| You heard the gunplay |
| «Who shot that duck out the window"Mr. Lee said |
| «Three pay now, you fucking weed head» |
| We can stop the finest suspect, he’s dead |
| Then I pulled up «Come on girls to Club Med» |
| Stay tuned, the Villain Three’s Company |
| Don’t sleep, Part One |
| Two brown sisters assisted the Villain, DOOM |
| He woked up, stoked like they was still in the room |
| Freed his right arm and leg, it was more like a sweep |
| Release his other leg, arm, head and rose to his feet |
| Staggering except for the socks and mask, naked |
| Threw on the boxers, searching for the trio |
| and checking for the keys Stacked, a robbery expected yet |
| Nothing obvious is missing |
| Recollected now why Hollywood hotties stepped into Giuseppe’s |
| And naughty personnel nurses, Chanel purses, CLK shottie |
| Chased the trees with Thai iced teas |
| She drive while nice to veggie fried rice spicy |
| Told them both, «I don’t feel so well, my belly, |
| Spin me down Melrose, drive me to the telly. |
| Ya’ll go 'head and get the dutches, be back copy |
| Feeling woozy, no Uzi, who’s he see in the lobby? |
| Ray |
| Peace. |
| pizza man change a hundred, stopped and looked |
| «Nah"Whoops! Left the knot in her pocket book |
| Wasn’t the juks but too careless fearless |
| Got to the room and fell flat out on the terrace |
| The question remains who bound and gagged them? |
| That’s when they found the empty pack of black Magnum |
| Villains skiid a gram on the street, 50G |
| The part of Mr. Ropo was played by Mr T |