Kyle Panetta - Homiz

They say when you sell your soul
A Guardian angle must fall
The Devil got what he dezires
Why your boys are poppin of the heat
An angle burns by the fire
Theres no more hope no more light
Ya boys cant stay in the fight
So the devil lies
You sell your soul
An angle cries
Next thing you no
Your bestfriend dies.

Kyle Panetta

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