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letra de hands on the wheels - zac oracle

[intro]
crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit
feeling lit, feeling light, 2 a.m., summer nights
hands on the wheel, uhhh, f-ck that

[hook]
that’s that pyllar sh-t
that’s that pyllar sh-t
that’s that pyllar sh-t
that mother f-cking pyllar sh-t

[verse 1]
215 sh-t, 267 if you hit that tele
hit me for that lucky buddy, hit you back with buddha belly
smelly kush will string you out like some vermicelli
colossus maximus, dare to rip your adversary

the pyllar k!ller loading your drink with zinc
enter the pyllar rink, distort the world to make you rethink
the link between you’re lungs and the air you breath’s too distinct
b-tch, i’m pushing you to the brink just to watch your mind sink out of sink
read your name in the obituary, know you’re lying in that mortuary
d-mn that sh-t is scary, see you at the cemetery
cause when f-cking with oracle, nothing’s implausible
and when you’re inaudible, know that…

[hook]

[verse 2]
i am a tyrant violently pushing these dimes and sh-t
mary kate i re-up-tons of fire, get high off of one hit
and smoke until the colors are more vibrant
cause tonight’s the night you’ll meet your f-cking reaper, hear the sirens

the pyllar k!ller loading the track with crack
verbal attacks will smack the inside of your chest
i’m arresting your cardiac
don’t forget that whack spat, coming from his maniac insomniac who’s macking sacks
see your name up on my tele, all the laughs come arbitrary
d-mn that sh-t is scary, k!lled by your apothecary
cause when f-cking with oracle, nothing’s implausible
and when you’re inaudible, know that…

[hook]
repping that pyllar flag the earth crumbles under me
i am the vikings pillaging villages, calamity
with the squad rolling, patrolling, don’t even try to flee
cause pyllar’s snuffing p-ssies, slugging, lay ’em down aggressively

the pyllar k!ller loading the blunt with keef
smoking the greenest trees
selling my prophecies, monstrosities, and collard greens
f-ck any rapper who think that he can step with me
you’ll rest in pieces, i am too elite to defeat
read your name in the paper, vapor blowing out my mouth
knowing that i laid you 6 feet under, you’re in god’s house now
cause when f-cking with oracle, nothing’s implausible
and when you’re inaudible, know that…

[hook]

- zac oracle

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