Artist:The Angel/The Whipper/The Cobra/The Lion/The Dragon/The Flower
Song Title:When The Angel Drops
Album:Kill Squall OST
The Flower:
Ally... Enemy...
Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference...
But we as SeeDs...
Have a responsibility... To the world...
Psyche!
The Angel:
If I, were to die murdered in cold blood tomorrow,
Would you feel sorrow or show love, or would it matter?
Could never be the lead-off battler if there ain' shit for me to feed off,
I'm SeeDs-Off battlin,
But there's way too less at stake for me to jus break,
There's too less on my plate, I done came way too far in this pain
To turn and walk away,
And not slay whom I want to slay,
What the fuck you took me for, a joke, a bitch to smack?
Fore I see that I'll beg Squall to take me back,
I get up 'fore I get down, gun you all to the ground,
To see all of y'all have to shit out,
I'm tryin to smack this one out the park,
The Angel will spark, y'all steadly tryna drown a shark,
Ain' gon' do nothin but piss me off,
Lid to the can of whoop-ass just twist me off,
See me leap out, pull yo piece out,(KLIK KLAK)
Fuck shootin I'm just tryna knock your teeth out(OMPH!)
Fuck with me now bitch, let's see you freestyle,
Murder be cheap, motherfucker if you really wanna be betrayin leap,
"Yo Rin, you gon' let him get away with that?
He try to betray you, you can' let him skate with that!"
Man I hate yo crap, I don' lack brains to be a maniac,
When I confuse dream as I stop when the angel drops!
The Maiden:
Ain' no gettin rid of me Angel,
If so you woulda tried,
The only way I'm seein you bitch is homicide,
You have died cinically, arrived ride back at valentine's crib with Hennessey,
Got mad and then you finish him(BANG!!!)
I've always been yo favourite arch enemy,
Physically fitted to be the most delicious soldier with beef,
Betrayin willingly, with a motivation in heart dilligently,
I am not what you think I appear to be fucked up;
Mentally endangedered; I wanna see you slit razors
I just want yo face in the papers,
I wish Angel had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neigbors for acres!(BOOM!!!)
I'll murder you, revenge is what you can' understand,
Son of sam bitch, I'm typical
You allergic to dyin, you think not, you got balls?
We saw how large, when the angel dropped!
The Cobra:
I was happy dealin witchu first,
I thought Selphie would make me happy,
But you only made my pain worse,
It hurts when you see yo friends turn they back on you yo
And you ain' got nuttin left but yo word and your balls
And you're stressed from the calls of your old friends,
Pushin guns to you face then, again
Waitin for you to make amends when you ain'
That's the end; no laughs, no friends, no girls,
Just the word you drink till your head spin you think:
"DAMN!!!"
She pulls the trigga out
And yo mouth drops again as you still crawlin out,
I'm bout to lose it all, in a pool of alcohol,
If yo funeral's tomorrow, wonder would we even call;
When the angel drops!
The Lion:
Let's see how many of my men loyal,
When I pull up lookin fo you with gunblades to put you under soil
I'm stressed up, who said what
When lead bust your body just rip apart with red stuff, you hit rough
Tossed on the floor again, beggin about how I had shouted,
Like a coward, bullets devoured you showered you Angel,
If I was you Angel, I'd run while given a chance,
Understand; one chance I give is all I can,
Death itself it can' hurt me,
Just the thought of dyin' on you really irks me,
You ain' human to speak thoughts of cheap talk
Be smart and drop dyin as we talk an walk before we spark,
Hug the floor while we playin tug-of-war with yo life
Fuck it all now tonight, I'd rather fuck ya whore with a knife!(AAAH!)
Deliver that shit that coroner's like, you dyke
Killin brides broad daylight,
Bride you a goner tonight, when the angel drops!
The Dragon:
Instigators, turn pits in cages,
Let loose and bit yo neighbors, wrist to razors!
You don' want talk, you just want war, in the dark my dogs all bark like WOOF
POOF angel I'm a WOLF, get your whole ROOF
Caved in like The Dragon HOOFS!
Stomp the booth, break, the floor tiles lose,
The more you breathe, shit, the more we bruise,
It's The Chapel, this is hardcore blues,
Put a gun to yo head fo all yo dues,
Angel, or make the news,
Betcha all we move when the uzi pop you betta stop
And the angel drop!
The Flower:
Angel has changed my life in so many ways,
Ashamed, confused, been fucked since the FIFTH GRADE!
She told me to fuck Irvine,Irvy said "Fuck you Selphie"
Now I'm killin
What that be? Strictly bitchy, fucked-injured, movin up to me
Ask fo no ransom, who gon' tell me I jus like
You motherfuckin angelic dyke, fuckin The Flower tonight,
Flyin' down on the floor broke her back, The Dragon on the front,
The Cobra is in the back!
S-ee-D got me hatin truly, if I string you on,
I'd dye my hair blue, and get you bloody!
All y'all told me to throw them bows,
Now she in the hospital she got comatose with a fracTURED ELBOW!
Voices in my head, I'm goin' in shock,
I swing it "Oh shit, fuck!"
And the angel drops...(BUMP!)
