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