Angle - OMG lyrics

Chorus (partial): R-E-S-P-E-C-T Isn't given for free or immediately The emcee A-N-G-L-E Might be finally 90, decidedly free Verse 1: (Who's that?) Angle my man, (Yes!) Mr. Maximoneous Cramming the Maximum Overdrive, but for the moment it's Unloading the big rig and owning the dopest mantra The Green Goblin again dropping these pumpkin bombs on you Busting rhymes like dungeon dragons, see that light I'll sport a Mr. Han Man hand in a pimp slap fight “Man, you come right out of a comic book” – (Jim Kelly) Yep, with recycled pages, regurgitated vomit, look Listen and feel, my mission with crimson and steel; Ripping the flimsy ideal, been too real to appeal Good evening. No more holding shows for the thieving If you're still non-believing, your holy soul's the reason Cheesing on a poster picture, promote a microphone licker Toting stickers, the poser holstering a dickfer. (What's that?) Stated my opinion, rap-k** the notes I sing on Dressed in black, grinning with my Symbiote skin on Chorus: R-E-S-P-E-C-T Isn't given for free or immediately The emcee A-N-G-L-E Might be finally 90, decidedly free Raise your hands up. Now everybody scream! How ya'll feeling tonight? Now we contributed to the scene, ha B-U-double-L, S-H-I-T We only come together to H-A-T-E Verse 2: I'm the artist, the curator, my gallery's boss Science sweeter than a shoulder roll and counter right cross Life, I'm ‘bout the simple facets. Witches brew I'm stewing cash in my vats of liquid a**ets Read through the open book, soon it's limited access Never come back, no matter how saturated the wack gets The gift is now, Hanco*ked, locked and transferred You're thinking loud, man stop, the silence answers Own the moment. Cease the day as a game opponent Post a noted cliché and lay claim that you wrote it Wink loaded, fresh out the frame, duly emoted Oil coated, deflecting the rain, won't be eroded Nevermore, a little birdy told me I'm a quick learner I'll burn the dead meat and feed it to my yearning murder Leaving the clean bones, hated on by buzzards And hyenas that couldn't cut the Grey Poupon mustard Chorus Repeat (2x)