Joe LaPorta - Angel Duster lyrics

[Verse 1: El-P] A little toast to the no ones With a nod to the ma**es To the ones with the riches From the ones who the rags fit A little smoke for the gone boys A little nod to the spirits We're still here runnin' round screaming They're still here pointing and laughin' Don't walk away when I talk I'm tellin' you Turn around mister I got a permanent bop Who the hell do I think I am not And I'm twice as hot As about half of hell I get lighthouse lit up Get down, Diduck The boy got a barracuda bite You can tell [Verse 2: k**er Mike] Got hope for the living Got prayers for the dead In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head Got kush for the pain Cause the world is dangerous Driven great men insane Anchor themselves with angel dust Somewhere between love and lust A nut get bust And a baby get made It seems that trouble trouble us and follow us Like all our days In every holy book it says we suffer that's what it is So riddle me this from the womb to the tomb why do We fight to live [Hook 1: EL-P] (RTJ) A little toast to the no ones With a nod to the masters (RTJ) To the ones with the riches From the ones who the rags fit (RTJ) A little smoke for the gone boys A little nod to the spirits We're still here runnin' round screaming They're still here pointing and laughin' (RTJ) [Hook 2: k**er Mike] Got hope for the living Got prayers for the dead (RTJ) In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head (RTJ) Got kush for the pain Cause the world is dangerous Driven great men insane Anchor themselves with angel dust [Verse 3: El-P] You say you wanna be my leader I think you wanna be my God You say you on the side of the righteous I say I'm gonna hang with the wrong There's truth where the filth is There's lies in the law You want a who*e with a white dress I want a wife in a thong You love fear and division I ain't f** with your symbolism I don't give a f** about power I'll pluck an eye out a pyramid Cut a ear from a mouse hat Go Van Gogh on a house rat Find another mind to devour Motherf**er I'm really not hearin' it [Verse 4: k**er Mike] A pope is a fraud A church is a lie A queen is the same damn thing You should pray to your fake god that she die God really exists I tell you like this it reside inside And anybody tell you different, just selling you religion, tryin' to keep your a** in line I k** my masters I mentor none That means when I die that's it My style is gone I'm a one of one One half of the great RTJ Defeated the odds went to war with the gods Earned all our scars and came back straight [Hook 1: EL-P] (RTJ) A little toast to the no ones With a nod to the masters (RTJ) To the ones with the riches From the ones who the rags fit (RTJ) A little smoke for the gone boys A little nod to the spirits We're still here runnin' round screaming They're still here pointing and laughin' (RTJ) [Hook 2: k**er Mike] Got hope for the living Got prayers for the dead (RTJ) In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head (RTJ) Got kush for the pain Cause the world is dangerous Driven great men insane Anchor themselves with angel dust Angel Dust Angel Dust [Piano Outro: Isaiah "Ikey" Owens]