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angelmane (pol) - i'm 2 evil lyrics

[verse 1: truie fiend]
i don’t like people, they said that i’m evil
broke my bone, i feel like i’m evil knievel
i’m too evil, i don’t like people
i’m at the skate park, shawty, that’s a redo
cut my bones with skeleton, and now i’m see through
i don’t need you, i can make you bleed too
return you to the store, b+tch, i don’t need you
i’m with a bad b+tch when i’m out in poland
i’m overseas, i do not know where i’m goin’
geeked off drugs in the forest when it’s snowin’
so far gone, i said “where the f+ck is owen?”
slow motion, better than no motion
break my heart, and i didn’t show emotions
feel like hidden courtyard, bodies in the ocean
i feel like a iphone, ’cause they left me broken
just leave b+tch, i know you don’t need me
check that iphone, i know that you see me
pulling out a big knife, they thought that they could meet me
big knife get to slashing and i will leave you bleeding
close that door, won’t open up when i am leaving
brush my t++th, i’m smoking up before i’m eating
i popped a pink percocet and started geeking
i need containers, my mason jar is reeking
shawty off a yellow percocet, do you feel me?
i could pop a xan bar but then you’d see the real me
swerving in a coop, i go bananas, b+tch i’m peeling
just woke up, i can’t even feel a feeling
[verse 2: angelmane]
posted up with [?] and b1jouu
and they fold me, i’m so evil
f+ck your music, it’s so feeble
i can see a monster when i’m lookin’ in the mirror
sippin’ blood like a human [?] dealer
i got lotsa scars on my body, wanna cop [?] deeper
lace [?] b+tch, i’m rocking only real sh+t
turn up the music, every time when i am geeking
f+cked your b+tch two times, f+ck until she freaky
know my college girl and her name is missy
got racks on racks like my name is richie
she just left my crib, and she text me like she miss me
we got percy, we got pills, we got twenty, we got sixty
i just woke up in your house boy, i got sk!lls like i’m gypsy
me and truie fiend balling out in the strip club
makin’ money rain while i’m getting my d+ck sucked
true’s on my like i’m lemonade
got some shoulders on me like the nba
i can’t f+ck with rappers cuz they lame
on so many drugs, i forgot my name
big draco in me, nod your head
i’m a zombie till my death

- angelmane pol lyrics

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