Lyrics Devils Angel - Twista

Devils Angel

Black on my gloves, black on my hoodie
I got it on me for any pussy nigga that push me
If I want it, I take it, angel of Satan
I’m a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, black on my mask
It’s a funeral, nigga, that’s on the gas
Life, I’mma take it, angel of Satan
I’m a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting
Far from a angel, more like a devil
Black SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the pedal
Murdering you right where you stand if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up with shells from this .38 special
Won’t stop till I murder every rapper, I’m finna replenish
Went through a killing spree for years and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and have no problem admitting
I’m like God to these bitches, my only problem’s a mitten
Got black on my gloves, black on my mask
Shoot every hit, miss and I’m coming back on yo' ass
I won’t hold back, I’mma blow and knock you flat on yo' ass
My lil' niggas’ll blow and they ride for the cash
I’m a hitter for hitters, I sold my soul to the streets
These motherfuckers thought I sold my soul to the beast
Don’t give a fuck about the murder rate, I’ll help it increase
I got the realer gorilla shit embedded in me
If I should die right now, I pray my dark soul you can keep
Cause I’m corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas, elites
I’m up in this bitch wildin' for Chiraq, what you think?
I catch him in traffic, wreck it and rock him to sleep