Devils Angel-Twista

Black on my gloves, black on my hoodie I got it on me for any P***y n***a 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, nigga, 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 bitches, 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' ass I won't hold back, I'mma blow and knock you flat on yo' ass My lil' niggas'll blow and they ride for the cash I'm a hitter for hitters, I sold my soul to the streets These m***********s thought I sold my soul to the beast Don't give a f**k about the murder rate, I'll help it increase I got the realer gorilla s**t 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 B***h 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 P***y n***a 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, nigga, 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 niggas hustle and kick it Politicking with gangstas and fucking with bitches But never lock and try me, the shit'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 niggas 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, nigga, 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 niggas ain't ready, bitch, any n***a could get it Money, power and pussy, yes, that's my religion Proper preparation prevents poor performance in winning I'm from where them niggas ain't hungry but they stay in the kitchen I tell they mama to pray, look, bitch, 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 P***y n***a 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, nigga, 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