One Winged Angel

Ay, ay, ay, ay, I been alone, I been alone
Been calling your phone, I been calling your phone
Been out of my zone, been out of my zone
I been trapped out my soul, been trapped out my soul
Got rats on my soul, I got rats on my soul
I’m back out the hole, I’m back out the hole
I got packs on the low, got packs on the low
Been calling your phone, I been calling your phone
Been out of my zone, been out of my zone
I been trapped out my soul, trapped out my soul, oh, uh, yeah
You can get a deck if you like to
Karma coming down, can’t afford another light tube
Make it stress free, gon on walks to the docks
EQing that kick till you thinking that it knocks
Feeling like Oldboy, fighting off the hallway
Continuing to push no matter what they all say
50p Emerge, done changed the bottle
Old design was better, gave it more of a throttle
Speak of being energised, I’m feeling fucking great
Woke up 8am, did a run, now I’m straight
Check my notifications and I’m still running dry
Hope I never wake up and I’m letting out a sigh
Did I mention that I got some new Vans this week?
Race stripes, Japanese text, looking sleek
Hats on hats, can’t get enough, four on the wall
Climbing up a pedestal, I’m hoping I don’t fall
Ay, ay, ay, ay, I been alone, I been alone
Been calling your phone, I been calling your phone
Been out of my zone, been out of my zone
I been trapped out my soul, been trapped out my soul
Got rats on my soul, I got rats on my soul
I’m back out the hole, I’m back out the hole
I got packs on the low, got packs on the low
Been calling your phone, I been calling your phone
Been out of my zone, been out of my zone
I been trapped out my soul, trapped out my soul, oh, uh, yeah
First world problems, if you call it, got a lot
No food in the house so I’m scraping out the pot
Skateboards in the garage, none being used
Tryna paint the town red till I make it on the news
Don’t get too comfortable if you don’t fold
Cold in your room then you got close the door
«Hacksaw» Jim Duggan, get hit by 2×4
Subway, I’m regular, know me the store
Listen anew, ain’t a movie yet, but they knowing I’m a vet
Let me get set, show you how to bet
Give me wet yet, so I’m sweating I regret
Wear a long sleeve you can see it in my silhouette
Take it outside, I ain’t like smell of smoke
Empty my pockets, you know that I’m broke
Get to the mic and I usually choke
When To Whine starts, that’s when it is all folks
When To Whine starts, that’s when it is all folks
When To Whine starts, that’s when it is all folks
Ay, ay, ay, ay, I been alone, I been alone
Been calling your phone, I been calling your phone
Been out of my zone, been out of my zone
I been trapped out my soul, been trapped out my soul
Got rats on my soul, I got rats on my soul
I’m back out the hole, I’m back out the hole
I got packs on the low, got packs on the low
Been calling your phone, I been calling your phone
Been out of my zone, been out of my zone
I been trapped out my soul, trapped out my soul, oh, uh, yeah