Wings

[Intro] Yo, Elzhi's in the building The Union's in the building Analogtronics, hot shit, yeah [Verse] Puffin' on cigars got me high as planet Mars Every blue moon I get to mingle with the stars I toke the Budha, may choke the ruger I warn you if you download this make smoke computers El will prevail Now put that on the Glock shell Bitches on my jock trail I knock, when their socks fell Rhyme writer, tighter than a locked jail block cell For spittin' molotov cocktails Straighten on rumors, speculators and consumers And late bloomers, create tumors If they ain't consumers on my numerous Material good for your stereo To pack fanatics, flyer than aerial acrobatics Cause what I bust, crush your hopes and dreams Shoot the gift 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 [Outro] From Paris all the way to Detroit This is how we do it y'all, yeah OJ, Gold Fingers, The Pretender, Jon Murran The Union Is in the building