paroles de chanson Broken Wings - Fes Taylor
Knowing
he
can't
fly...*
Would
you
take
the
bar
from
a
little
bity
baby
And
you
know
he
gonna
cry...
You
take
the
food
out
my
son
mouth,
you
stupid
Before
I
see
him
cry,
I
pull
my
gun
out
and
shoot
it
I
got
bitches
run
around
boosted,
my
crew
flip
Like
Chinese
niggas
in
kung-fu
flicks
Me
and
L.I.S.
Siamese
twins,
what's
closer
than
that
I
pin
niggas
to
the
wall,
like
a
poster
with
tacks
No
homo,
niggas
talk
shit,
hoping
I
won't
clap
So
I
point
it
at
they
face,
they
like
'don't
do
that'
Rappers
on
major
labels,
and
they
don't
go
gold
I'm
an
independent
artist,
did
more
than
what
you
sold
Clowns
run
around,
put
dirt
on
my
name
Til
I
spaz
out,
dirt
on
they
frame,
I
bury
niggas
like
Portersfield
bodies,
I'm
from
Staten
Island
Home
of
the
real
Gotti,
Killah
Hill
lobbies
I'm
by
the
elevator,
fuck
it,
will
I
tell
a
hater?
I
hate
me
to,
shit
I'm
getting
hella
paper
2 Fly,
too
high,
lower
class
niggas
Pull
up
in
the
new
five,
blowing
past
niggas
Standing
on
the
corner
where
cops
harass
niggas
Plus
we
got
beats,
so
choppers'll
blast
niggas
We
choppers
newsflash
niggas,
these
new
ass
niggas
Is
ass
niggas,
better
ask
niggas,
ask
niggas
See
the
last
niggas
try
to
ban
the
word
nigga
Go
ahead
sue
me,
fuck
it,
I
got
cash,
nigga
"God
know
why"
Gun
on
my
hip,
who
running
the
strip
I
have
hoes
loving
the
dick,
some
of
them
strip
Quicker
than,
I
can
turn
ten
grams
into
a
brick
I
was
raised
in
the
zoo
of
animal
ever
since
Haters
pissed
cause
I
stay
with
the
latest
shit
Hip
hop
minds,
treat
it
like
my
favorite
bitch
Greatest
to
spit,
basement,
cable
to
switch
We
getting
MTV
money,
we
rich
Homey
you
still
chasing
G
Money
shit
My
pace'll
get
me
a
million,
know
you
niggas
is
sick
Stomach
turning,
I
bubble
earning,
I
fuck
with
Vernon
My
nigga
Sean
caught
a
case
out
in
N.C.
Now
I'm
the
don,
replace
cars
with
a
Bentley
What
up
papi,
L.I.S.
can't
make
it,
so
he
sent
me
I
stuff
empty
bags,
I
play
empty
labs
But
I
don't,
fuck
with
dirty
hoes,
prolly
give
me
crabs
I
get
plenty
ass,
rather
them
give
me
cash
My
nigga
Jimmy
past,
so
I
let
the
semi
blast
My
energy
bast,
Goku's
highest
rated
Soul
on
stage
perform
like
the
Iron
Maiden
Shock
the
globe,
kinda
like
you
trying
Raiden
But
still
got
a
kind
heart
like
my
uncle
Ramon
You
can't
tame
him,
cause
I'm
a
wild
wolf
How
could
you
blame
him,
even
cages
couldn't
change
him
Famous
or
not,
I
still
cook
it
up,
like
Amos
on
the
block,
we
entertainers
that'll
pop
Your
time
ticking
like
Satan
on
the
clock
So
when
I
tell
him
go
to
hell,
I'm
just
waiting
for
a
shot
![Fes Taylor - Flight 10304 (T-2 Fly)](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/0/o/w/i/kzvvpciwo0.jpg)
1 Never Ever
2 Feeling Myself
3 Window
4 Piano Gangsta
5 You Could Be
6 Sky Walker
7 Broken Wings
8 Clouds
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