One Wing Songtext
von ¡Mayday! feat. Ces Cru
One Wing Songtext
Motherfucker I got problems
But them will never make the columns
Taxes, baby mamas and they mama′s drama
Run it, fuck the commas, swimmin' with piranhas sharpening katanas
Decompress with ganja before all of y′all are goners
Unruly with the cowards, these truly lies howls
Homie crank it up, bust it down, make it into powder
Take it outer space before these fuckers jump the counter
Me and Wreckable tipsy from the whiskey sours
Now it's time to roar
Timothy Macs of venomous track, you gentlemen lack, the better
This is sediment rap that leathers the map, your lack is interstellar
I tesseracted, yes in fact, my lesson's cold fella
You′ve been begging Jack to get off back, your game is Old Yeller
So what the fuck y′all really want from me?
I've been holding it down so long my palms no longer bleed
This is that cacti skin, sweet tea, get a sip of this
And back up while we blast the fuck up out this insignificance
They say that birds of the same feather flock together
And some never get to sing
So that′s probably why my whole team's locked forever
You can′t fly on one wing
They say that you can kill two birds with just one stone
Well go ahead and take your swing
But one shot ain't enough when you′re facing the kings
You see you can't fly on one wing
Bottle full of mezcal, lemon-lime demeanor
Throttle pushed down with a pocket full of heaters
Bern and I been serving lines since back before the streamers
Ran in and changed the meters to way beyond the fever
We kept on rocking like the Stones
Got million dollar options with no profit off these poems
Well that's fucking fine
Thought out the box but they wanted you to be stuck inside
We brought the past into the future, now let′s suffer ride
It′s almost fading, polaroid with my droids
Tryna get these bitcoins lined up for my boys
Let's keep these hard drives spinning and these trailer wheels torqued
Keep impressing all these bitches and they mamas for sport
See I got no chance left, never out of breath
Loud child, wild style, grew up in the center aisle
This for all my people now
Homie this some dark days, that′s why it's so hard to shine
Time to hit that time warp, redefine your state of mind
They say that birds of the same feather flock together
And some never get to sing
So that′s probably why my whole team's locked forever
You can′t fly on one wing
They say that you can kill two birds with just one stone
Well go ahead and take your swing
But one shot ain't enough when you're facing the kings
You see you can′t fly on one wing
I hang glide through the thinnest air
They fly on a wing and a prayer
Taking dives, kamikaze, pretending their engines stabilized
And since I′m able I'm handing out chutes and saving lives
They wanna be Strange to be Plain and they′re tired of labels, why
Leeway, coming from Dilated days of J5 and Jean Grae
And I make time from the Bayside to the BK
My mind state stay on Dre's getting D-faced
B-boying, rocking shows, DJing, me and my team, straight up
Headed for turbulence, Bern′s shit is ridiculous
I caught wreck off a few dabs, now I'm ubiquitous
So witness this, crew getting cut up if theirs playing
Couldn′t give a flying fuck, nah I swear it
I'm Eric Draven out the grave quick
Coming in just to devour crews
Piloting the prototype, put in hours with Howard Hughes
Call me a dirty bird, I agree that I'm quite gutter
And stranger nowadays ′cause I got with the right brothers
They say that birds of the same feather flock together
And some never get to sing
So that′s probably why my whole team's locked forever
You can′t fly on one wing
They say that you can kill two birds with just one stone
Well go ahead and take your swing
But one shot ain't enough when you′re facing the kings
You see you can't fly on one wing
But them will never make the columns
Taxes, baby mamas and they mama′s drama
Run it, fuck the commas, swimmin' with piranhas sharpening katanas
Decompress with ganja before all of y′all are goners
Unruly with the cowards, these truly lies howls
Homie crank it up, bust it down, make it into powder
Take it outer space before these fuckers jump the counter
Me and Wreckable tipsy from the whiskey sours
Now it's time to roar
Timothy Macs of venomous track, you gentlemen lack, the better
This is sediment rap that leathers the map, your lack is interstellar
I tesseracted, yes in fact, my lesson's cold fella
You′ve been begging Jack to get off back, your game is Old Yeller
So what the fuck y′all really want from me?
I've been holding it down so long my palms no longer bleed
This is that cacti skin, sweet tea, get a sip of this
And back up while we blast the fuck up out this insignificance
They say that birds of the same feather flock together
And some never get to sing
So that′s probably why my whole team's locked forever
You can′t fly on one wing
They say that you can kill two birds with just one stone
Well go ahead and take your swing
But one shot ain't enough when you′re facing the kings
You see you can't fly on one wing
Bottle full of mezcal, lemon-lime demeanor
Throttle pushed down with a pocket full of heaters
Bern and I been serving lines since back before the streamers
Ran in and changed the meters to way beyond the fever
We kept on rocking like the Stones
Got million dollar options with no profit off these poems
Well that's fucking fine
Thought out the box but they wanted you to be stuck inside
We brought the past into the future, now let′s suffer ride
It′s almost fading, polaroid with my droids
Tryna get these bitcoins lined up for my boys
Let's keep these hard drives spinning and these trailer wheels torqued
Keep impressing all these bitches and they mamas for sport
See I got no chance left, never out of breath
Loud child, wild style, grew up in the center aisle
This for all my people now
Homie this some dark days, that′s why it's so hard to shine
Time to hit that time warp, redefine your state of mind
They say that birds of the same feather flock together
And some never get to sing
So that′s probably why my whole team's locked forever
You can′t fly on one wing
They say that you can kill two birds with just one stone
Well go ahead and take your swing
But one shot ain't enough when you're facing the kings
You see you can′t fly on one wing
I hang glide through the thinnest air
They fly on a wing and a prayer
Taking dives, kamikaze, pretending their engines stabilized
And since I′m able I'm handing out chutes and saving lives
They wanna be Strange to be Plain and they′re tired of labels, why
Leeway, coming from Dilated days of J5 and Jean Grae
And I make time from the Bayside to the BK
My mind state stay on Dre's getting D-faced
B-boying, rocking shows, DJing, me and my team, straight up
Headed for turbulence, Bern′s shit is ridiculous
I caught wreck off a few dabs, now I'm ubiquitous
So witness this, crew getting cut up if theirs playing
Couldn′t give a flying fuck, nah I swear it
I'm Eric Draven out the grave quick
Coming in just to devour crews
Piloting the prototype, put in hours with Howard Hughes
Call me a dirty bird, I agree that I'm quite gutter
And stranger nowadays ′cause I got with the right brothers
They say that birds of the same feather flock together
And some never get to sing
So that′s probably why my whole team's locked forever
You can′t fly on one wing
They say that you can kill two birds with just one stone
Well go ahead and take your swing
But one shot ain't enough when you′re facing the kings
You see you can't fly on one wing
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