Angels

If you mad at me,
then you can blame God for my birth/
I let my actions speak for me,
take these words for they worth/
But basically my words worthless/
Ima do my thing,
Now watch how I work this/
When i spit on track I'm feeling relaxed,
knowing heaven's angels got my back/
The silver back of jersey zoo,
who fuck the is you/
We drop djs and tell artists to get a fucking clue/
We animals let's loose from our cages/
Lyrically just mashing and smashing niggas faces/
bring it back we rip off faces and leave em fucking faceless/
Baby faces like we ageless
that'll be our aces/
Card shark in my element/
You little minoes is irelevent, and most lacking intelligence/
Wack lyrics is the evidence/
We leaving em all shook,
Wit d the bad wolf/
mad loot coming off book/
You want us, then shore points is where to look/