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letra de wings (audible doctor remix) - union analogtronics

[produced by the audible doctor]

[hook]
yeah, yeah don’t even try to ask me when i’m coming down
nah, nah i ain’t wasting time beneath these sinking clouds
nah, nah why would i settle for less than the crown
uh, uh when i’m over your head watch as i leave the ground
yeah don’t even try to ask me when i’m coming down
nah, nah i ain’t wasting time beneath these sinking clouds
nah, nah why would i settle for less than the crown
uh, uh when i’m over your head watch as i leave the ground

[verse 1: the audible doctor]
step outta my sp-ceship like “you d-mn dirty apes can take this”
middle finger to the bringers of the fake sh-t
you feel the pain when i deliver like a taint rip
with styles so fat it’s been known to break hips
i f-ck with beats so hard the break will need a rape kit
and ain’t sh-t i can say i was made to make hits
doc get ’em out of they seat like when a plane dips
claiming they contain heavy metal like eating paint chips
f-ck it cuz i’m above it where the oxygen stops
i’m trying to go pop like astronauts removing their top
i’m proving any song you drop, it’ll probably flop
cut a rapper short like he represent the guild of the lollypop
in this field you body rock or you’ll probably lose them
sh-t ain’t real it’s all about hits and m-ss confusion
my dj’s got terror wrists and knows how to use them
and b-tch i’m guaranteed to knock your socks off like a shoe bomb

yo, elzhi’s in the building
the union’s in the building
-n-logtronics, hot sh-t, yeah

[verse 2: elzhi]
puffin’ on cigars got me high as planet mars
every blue moon i get to mingle with the stars
i toke the buddha, may choke the ruger
i warn you if you download this make smoke computers
el will prevail
now put that on the glock sh-ll b-tches on my jock trail
i knocked, when their socks fell
rhyme writer, tighter than a locked jail block cell
for spittin’ molotov c-cktails
straighten the rumors, speculators consumers and late bloomers create tumors
if they ain’t consumers of my numerous
material built for your stereo to pack fanatics, flyer than aerial acrobatics
cause what i bust, crush your hopes and dreams
shoot the gift as if it came with scopes and beams
haters wanna’ tie me down like ropes and strings
but i’m about blings, slingin’ dope and flings, wings

- union analogtronics

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