, takes its toll. In the dark the thunder rolls, and You shall reap just what you sow. Listen now with your heart, hear what I say. I'm a wicked Angel
upon him was God's own warrior come to do battle with the children of the beast. Get on your feet, or on your knees, all hail Wicked Angel!
first page of our story The future seemed so bright Then this thing turned out so evil I don't know why I'm still surprised Even angels have their wicked
get touched, niggaz get rushed Watch em transform into animal form, wicked Hell-born Lord of the Flies, cry and ya die Mechanama come masses soul snatcher, fallen angel
with faces flayed Silver chicken make a fuss Reveling in molten puss Favorite patrons crack their death With arteries and tinsel breath Revolution, purple fist Pummeling your angel
the way to the bank and you think Fin to get that gangster getting a demon you can conjure up and see If we get angels pinnin' my ankles bloody murder
It's all about Mo Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls Babi Boi, my angel, daddy'll meet you at the Crossroads (Crossroads) Babi Boi Mind of a souljah
though I appreciate bein' alive Sometimes I wanna see how it feels to just die Come back and tell my story to the ones who really know me Converse with the angels
all the way to heaven And I saw the pretty angels Well I simply turned And left them in The night Last Night Went right down into hell And saw them wicked
blame They hunt you The Lucifer's angel Never lived, you never died Your life has been denied They call you The Lucifer's angel Beyond these clouds
you Let me jump in your game She's walking down the street Blind to every eye she meets Do you think you'll be the guy To make the queen of the angels
,bitch nigga I got your wicked witch with a switch motherfucker Fuck you and your crew, so what nigga, is it you wanna do? In ninety-fo' I kick the wicked
Tech is calamitous Leave 'em in the dust, anybody, Tech when I'm standin' up Tech is hostile, he's awful He really be wicked when he off in the bottle
She's shakin' like a dash-board doll Cool, cruel and calculating A beauty in the back seat She runs hot and leaves you cold She's wicked with a mean
judgment day you'll weep and you'll cry When the pale horse and his rider goes by When that trumpet sounds on the sinners below Not even the angels
and full of fear My heart is telling me our love is insincere You smile that wicked smile like you know everything Then I hear, oh yes I hear, I can hear the angels