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letra de frozen angel - lil baphomet

[lil baphomet]
ho i’m steady posted with the smoke inside my throat
these b-tches always trying to stroke my d-ck, always trying to know my name
frozen angel on my chain
hang myself to die again
drain my body of a spirit knock myself out of the frame

all my foes slain. no blood stain. in h-ll you’re going to stay with a ball and chain
out on the street with no place to stay
nothing to eat, somebody kill me

if you really wanted something you would really go and get it. f-ck making excuses mane you really need to get the lettuce
everybody wants to hold you back unless you’re paying them or blowing a sack
depression, anxiety, panic attacks so i smoke all this gas ‘cos i need to relax ho. working so hard that i’ve broken my back but then i will laugh all the way to the bank

smoking all this sh-t until its gone
ho i get so mother f-cking stoned
then i wanna break into your home, run up on your -ss with the chrome

when i catch you mother f-cker then its on, its the end of the game and the song
with your blood i will make you atone
if i called would you answer the phone?
if you did then would you say “h-llo?”
and what would you say if you don’t?
my speaking summoning the ghost simply because i’m the goat
you busters give up and you snitch, cos i’m f-cking the throat of his b-tch. you mad ‘cos you ain’t held a zip. you broke as f-ck while i be flipping them quick

everybody say they’ve got a mother f-cking dream but they don’t even really know what it means. i’ll open up your mind like you’ve been smoking dmt. getting shivers up your spine because the devils coming clean. i still got them tricks up my sleeve. i been burning the green while i’m counting my cheese demon possessing me. this place is too nice it make me want to leave. i tatted my sleeves with satanic imagery

speaking to the devil inside of my sleep. murdering angels, watching them die underneath my feet. thirteen records is the fleet. we just trying to eat really good before we rest in peace

watch your blood drip to the melody
blowing on all of that smelly weed makes me want to go on a shooting spree
ho you know i am unheavenly

- lil baphomet

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