The Fallen Angels - Demigodz

You could catch me in the attic spinnin' static on an ancient phonographic

Or inside a room, inside a womb, blowin' out a prophylactic

Downstairs in lounge chairs

Jerkin' off to pornographic videos with pretty hoes

Seem depressed and sorta tragic

Cause she might be an addict but can’t afford the magic

The neighbors bangin' on my walls like «keep down the racket»

My dishes moldy in my sink and they stink

And I think life is flyin' by every time I blink

Like my brain is a runaway train but I’m gonna stay sane

Put the gun away, I’m gonna maintain

I’m in the gutter motherfucker, with the mud and the rain

I’m slicing bodies open, swimmin' through the blood, the guts and the veins

«While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse» — Redman 'How High'

«I exist even when no things are left» — Jeru The Damaja 'Ain't The Devil Happy'

«While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse»

«My thoughts are now universes» — Jeru The Damaja 'Ain't The Devil Happy'

«While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse»

«I exist even when no things are left»

«While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse»

«My thoughts are now universes»

It’s Motive bitches

Niggas, the dopest livin'

My flow is diagnosed with an undeniable sickness

Oh Lord, they sayin' there’s no cure

Hardcore, hip hop fans, this is what they hope for

My style like virgin blood

So pure while you the fag on some homosexual’s brochure

You rap niggas stop bitchin', I’m tired of hearin' that

You’re like a magician performin' disappearin' acts

Chill lil' nigga before you pull a muscle flexin'

The kid gully, known to get money in all directions

A hustler, on the party scene for new customers

Do it big this summer, slid Charlie Sheen my number

(And that means)

More doe in the future, I’ll touch

Cause your boy moves snow like a plow truck

Smoke weed up in blunts, I’m good with the glass pipes

Either way I stay high as fuck as the gas price

«While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse»

«I exist even when no things are left»

«While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse»

«My thoughts are now universes»

«While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse»

«I exist even when no things are left»

«While the planets and the stars and the moons collapse»

«My thoughts are now universes»

Yo, go out like Berkowitz, show you what I’m workin' with

Some bombs and some arms, now the conflict is gone

It’s like I ate all of the beef

The money you make vs. me, the difference in an eight ball and a key

Bumpin' Eightball and MJG

But still I got this backpack rap down to a tee

Spit a couple flows and spit a couple lines and y’all pay me

Then I pay my therapist for tellin' me I’m crazy

Motherfuckin' murder entitled, the Tool Man Taylor

Taping a 'kick me' sign on the back of the bailiff

Strutin' in the court room like 2Pac

Armani suit, Bulgari shades, thermos full of that Goose

They say my music don’t represent God’s vision

They say it’s blasphemous but it don’t matter, I’m not religious

Stealin' glass from cathedrals, yeah I’m runnin' Windows

But I use a Mac when I’m gunnin' for your kinfolk

Blllaaaa

The Demigodz.

Half human, half deity.

A hybrid.

The offspring of the gods.

The fallen angels