EPISODE · May 29, 2021 · 2 MIN
Angels And Demons
from Collections of a Pharoah · host Marte'ga Pharoah
[Lyrics] My angels, my demons, tipping me Harps offering tithes to me Gods were more meant, to be Events to me, eventually Victories from obituary works O', how a dictionary work On hands, gorgeous thoughts of Memory rugs, while men die under MRI, back to the integral, transporter A little hype like, the Charisma too high You can still hear it dreaming Still hear it screaming? And still rage shaking them I need to fallback, like Fall was on call-back Sippin' on Redskin Timber Tryin' not to get cha skin hurt Love the allergic reaction Sargeant, Soldier, Captain Tough love, raw dapping Wonder what happened? {Hook} Angels and Demons tippin' me From good feelings, to good Epiphany My story, on top of oracle My soul, my wings, my cloud my arch, my bow, my Horrorscope [Verse 2] Gotta getcha problem-solving, like an auction Whores, Malls, Restaurants, Halls Diamond, Cars, Stores, Carnivores Nothing more Asphalt, Hard or Soft, Carnival Salt Some like it Hot, Magical Wasp Yakoo, Wacko, Dot Ike and Tina, Arena, Few Teams Brow-cuts, Bitches to clean up, Nobody seen nothing All as One, Who's Miserable Gasoline or Cuban Missiles Tanks, Truckers, and Acid Nothing large as Jurassic ... Still Tryna find it They say you always kick the smartest on high-kick Coronations on snakes, regnant on the bow Just let it blow when surgeries as Twice as hard as poppin' Moet. Just as fun as all straping One large circle, reason uncertain From Dawn, 'til the chirps up 6' in the morning, dew or dusk Are you with us?, Can't ever forget us.
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