Wings

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Priviledge] Thin legs are smoke pirouette from a cigarette In between my fingertips, thoughts linger just as long As piff clouds plume mixed with loosy fumes Mind meditative state, vegetables with [?] inside The [?] case, pacing from the Russian ticker tape Stuck in my briefcase cousin, muscle on the trail Plays a path to [?] no pit stop in Memphis A crill spot be more with real strong defenses The man mistakes a pensively passive moments Ostensibly tragic notions or what might have been More appropriate than, hoping the shawty wets a nigga Get it in his head, the figure taping his door Twelve gauges hanging from the bed frame But niggas not playing for sure, way too real for you boy Backroom deals, the only devil known to me Sitting on my shoulder laughing while I'm scripting in pagan poetry over hyper ballads My minds a micro-chasm of my city's vilest Wilding rich with history, pressed when at the wings of [?] I'm praying with carry me [Verse 2: Billy Woods] The first hero, year zero, top billing Scattered the pitter patter of little feet, merciless are the children Smaller the hand, the more willing to start the killing Machetes cut, guts spilling, that's a gut feeling Gut reeling, mind peeling got caught stealing Lost that hand like poker night, James diction Heroin in gunpowder, Chinese mortars take flight Bring the Mayflower to your idyllic paradise Death to parasites, devils on horseback, death comes at night Children of corn swarm files will burn til dawn Black bastards causing much damage Spectacles in the land of the blind, swine amongst the famished Rolex on the wrist of a time bandit, whiteys all panicked African ice age, minds are numb, freezing cold Guns and clips and sun, raves is open For the old of this year one for the young And no domino out in the slums We burned the pastor small arms that reach for Iron pied pipers take us where the wild things are