Allrounda Productions - Angels and Demons lyrics

[Verse 1 - Oddysy] Welcome to the never ending story One of defeat and one of victory Discretion is advised it gets a little gory at times Start the story back at quarry to see glory defined Yeah I was chilling with no worries in mind Tryna utilize these finer lines to get finally signed Maybe a minor crime like 49ers I'm Out in Cali in the valleys for them dollar signs Smoking weed blowing trees however you say it I was flowing free showing g's endevours I've slated Overthrowing these slowing emcees never was aided On the path i be though i speed Forever i waited Never gonna flee knowing me I'll probably be hated You can see my deeds are indeed impossibly graded Cause this path ive chosen Is so damn imposing But just wait for my return cause you know I'm D-roseing And now I'm rising like demar derozan I'm posing In the air With some cigars and oceans That's full of derrier You gon need tools and potions Your music need repair Call that B-Mar composing My victory I declare Man i was born to be The horned beast but one that was Adorned with peace I was reborn when the storm increased And now I'm mourning my angels and demons they all deceased [Verse 2 - Prophet] They said I couldn't rap So i showed em that The only problem i had was flowing and blowing past These mediocre rappers I'll grab em, stab em with words not actions Backstabbing In a snap back and a backpack and Send em packing They ask which way I tell em hey Stay, carpe diem, seize the day As long as you're not the f**er that date rapes and hates races I won't have to break faces In a thousand places I dont dream when i sleep I create rhyme schemes Putting words into their places just they're puzzle pieces Swing b**h I'll out rap you while I guzzle whiskey Sitting on the fence Make a choice, what'll it be I'll give you an ultimatum, save the murder for later In the shade of day i won't be able to fade away A miraculous abomination, the Prophet is here to stay Is he an angel or a demon today, who can say?, whos the next lady that wants a change from the mediocre rappers who lay In the cut, just jacking their dicks up, filling up their cups with nothing but dust, another one thrown under the bus Nothin left for us, the f**in devil has done enough My flow is actually nasty Me and Oddysy rhyming and smoking in the back seat of a taxi, Its blasphemy If this is the finale are you gonna miss me I'm anti-fascist but you're ashes if you're f**in with me