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letra de backseat freestyle - angel haze

angel got a dream, ha
murder everything, ha
yeah, yeah

all our lives we only wanted to prosper
nothing compares to them knowing they can’t stop us
throw your hands up, know anything is possible
this right here be the motherf-cking gospel

god d-mn, i’m still the greatest
well, i didn’t sit back for ages
feel i didn’t let time be wasted
and i swear i’m still underrated
gave purpose to these haters
told them b-tches to follow me
wasn’t making it easy
had to force my way in like sodomy
b-tch, now i’m at the top like apostrophe
made you eat your words, hypocrisy
if angel ain’t the best hypothesis
make an equal out of rope, isosceles
y’all n-ggas then made this a mockery
had to let my demons out to leave
go k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
it’s the motherf-cking policy
now my motherf-cking brain is a graveyard
y’all b-tches gonna need a savior
i’m gonna scare the people that made ya
tell ‘em b-tches better keep their day jobs
and it’s my job to k!ll you hoes
i guess that leaves me to play god
said it’s my job to k!ll you hoes
i guess that leaves me to…

all i ever really wanted was the sane heart
and a brain that’s only people saying “dope”
in a world where everybody stay true
got a bunch of motherf-ckers that stay hard
i ain’t f-ckin’ with n-ggas
they all intimidated
you ain’t getting no p-ssy
just keep on m-st-rbating
you n-ggas f-ckin’ with satan
f-ck playin’ with fire
i’m king hazel up in this b-tch
you must now address me as “sire”
b-tches check my attire
all of the finest fabrics
the f-ckin’ angel of death
if they want it, then they can have it
i’m sorry i’m going manic
insanity is a habit
got knowledge of proper english
profanity just to grab ‘em
busy getting my weight up
told them i couldn’t carry ‘em
murder and pr-nounce them dead
but my pallbearer up for burial
so f-ck whatever you heard
i murder whoever said this sh-t
my builder make that paper
‘cause poppin’ p-ssy’s irrelevant
some of you are intelligent
most of you n-ggas can catch a line
if you listen closely
you’ll understand that the time is mine, b-tch
angel got a dream, b-tch
murder everything, b-tch

all my life i only wanted to prosper
nothing compares to them knowing they can’t stop her
throw your hands up, know anything is possible
this right here be the motherf-cking gospel

this just beginning
this is fun
this is 30 gold, b-tch

- angel haze

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