Angel Falls

[Intro]
Black Voodoo

[Verse 1]
Bitch I cry a lot
So depressed and full of pain
Niggas die a lot
When they fuck with Dragonmane
I get high a lot
So in love with mary jane
Bitch I fly a lot
Through the clouds blowing flames
Full of dope
Riding slow
Blood on the woodgrain
Windshield full of brain
Show no pity for a lame
Angels fallen from the sky
To replace the water rain
Ana' call for hammers
When a nigga click
And go to spray
Lot of bullets travel through
Your organs at a close range
(?) shock for your heart
We can play games
Buck on you hoes
Talking shit get your body hanged
Got 'em on the road
In his own reserved death lane
Need a forklift for the bodies of the bitch
Gotta shift from the pits where my demons gotta hit
Let a nigga rip
Run a little lip
Killing on a busta when I'm coming out the mist
Can you relate to the lyrics I spit
Murderous thoughts in my cranium thick
Buck and equip with this devilish shit
And for him
It will only get sicker than this
Solo when I'm creeping with the shotty
I dont no-motherfucking-body
Better get away very fast
When I blast
Ain't no motherfucking coppa' gonna stop me
Dragon be so holy never godly
(?)
Ghost inside the ditches gonna watch me
Case I have to murder another cop g
Driving away to my beautiful home
Yard with a lawn and a couple of stones
Up in the rainbows I'm happily wrong
Step in your residence while you alone
Getting (?) with my hand on the tongue
Demons are with me collecting your bones
Terrors are present inside of my zone
So you niggas with ana' I rather be gone