Angels (Freestyle)

[Verse]

Cold sweats cover my forehead

Another dream of angels wings and horsemen, damn

I guess it was the liquor and the weed

That made me toss and turn in my sleep

Eyes wide open, shakin' off the omen

Of the things to come, no escapin' what approachin'

The calm before the storm, soft feet and itchy palms

Things we do for green make you wish you wasn't born

Time never waits for no man

Even a slow hand can catch his predecessor

Don't pick it, let it fester

The anger makes me better

Down to do whatever when it's needed

My heart (?) away, most days I leave it

I'm eager to hit a lick, make it flip, make some some chips, call a play

Phone God, times is hard, tell 'em that I'm on my way

Prayin' for forgiveness for my sins

While some sell their soul for a Benz

It ends now, what makes me better than the rest

I guess it's cause I say so, like need I say more?

Why stop when they can't keep up?

The thrills and the kill it ain't shit to beat ya

Fuck you and your feature

The R&B singers on the choruses is why your song was a hit

Whack ass rappers suck a dick and die slow

I'm the only King Remembered In Time that you know

They never thought I'd grow up to be a beast on beats

Fix my plate, let's feast on MC's

From corners of the streets to clean (?) overseas

No book could speak to me like C.R.E.A.M. and Melodies

Whippin' up beats, but rappin's my specialty

I mastered both and ruled the game effectively

Pioneer

It was written that my time is near

No need to wait because he is I, and I am here

Krizzle

[Outro:] x5

The Angels callin'