Twista Devil’s Angel Lyrics

Black on my gloves, black on my hoodie
I got it on me for any ***** ***** that push me
If I want it, I take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, black on my mask
It's a funeral, *****, that's on the gas
Life, I'mma take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting

Far from a angel, more like a devil
Black SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the pedal
Murdering you right where you stand if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up with shells from this .38 special
Won't stop till I murder every rapper, I'm finna replenish
Went through a killing spree for years and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and have no problem admitting
I'm like God to these *****es, my only problem's a mitten
Got black on my gloves, black on my mask
Shoot every hit, miss and I'm coming back on yo' ***
I won't hold back, I'mma blow and knock you flat on yo' ***
My lil' *****s'll blow and they ride for the cash
I'm a hitter for hitters, I sold my soul to the streets
These ************s thought I sold my soul to the beast
Don't give a **** about the murder rate, I'll help it increase
I got the realer gorilla **** embedded in me
If I should die right now, I pray my dark soul you can keep
Cause I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas, elites
I'm up in this ***** wildin' for Chiraq, what you think?
I catch him in traffic, wreck it and rock him to sleep

Black on my gloves, black on my hoodie
I got it on me for any ***** ***** that push me
If I want it, I take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, black on my mask
It's a funeral, *****, that's on the gas
Life, I'mma take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting

Fresh off the corner where *****s hustle and kick it
Politicking with gangstas and ****ing with *****es
But never lock and try me, the ****'ll get different
They know that I keep it on me and God as my witness
I been the business, probably think I holding the torch
I was only 12 or 13 when I first rapped on the porch
Battling *****s up in the park, I wasn't playing no sports
Man, I wanted the whole thing, I wasn't taking no shorts
I call up the guys, and we take a ride
If we catch you locking, *****, then we getting fire
Cause we tryna rock you, don't wanna see you alive
If we slide up on him, Swiss cheese him, he won't survive
I'm telling you *****s ain't ready, *****, any ***** could get it
Money, power and *****, yes, that's my religion
Proper preparation prevents poor performance in winning
I'm from where them *****s ain't hungry but they stay in the kitchen
I tell they mama to pray, look, *****, I'm God
I know I sinned in the past but I beat the odds
I put in work, I did it for squad
Forever, I'm cursed, I done been hit from the mob

Black on my gloves, black on my hoodie
I got it on me for any ***** ***** that push me
If I want it, I take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, black on my mask
It's a funeral, *****, that's on the gas
Life, I'mma take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting

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