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Orbits (feat. Angie Davis & ENNZO.)
by Helkin Sosa
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Mind lost balance lately tripping off it
But that shits dead put a nail inside the coffin
Remember them days we were sold in an auction
Next thing you know chillin' in the Oval Office
Aye, but it was short-lived
And the streets still piling up corpses
'Round the sun cold world still orbits
So ima blast out, eject, hit force quit
Yeah, of course, it's style rather morbid
Dead rising out of the ground no orchid
And I don't wanna hear another sound out these voices
Leave 'em all mute or drowned with this organ
Aye, so I set it away
Been a long journey, get the measuring tape
Critics fall when I cross, give a Hesi and fake
Then I shoot won't miss 'cuz I steadily aim
Bars heavy been flowing, like confetti in rain
And a menace to the finish, I'm ahead of the game
These bars too foreign, Senator Payne
And I go to the road when I pop shit
No YBN, gotta chopstick
Had the whole damn crowd in a mosh pit
I been lurking in the water no lockness
They wanna put up my flows in boxes
Them long neck boys, no Ostrich
But I'm always gonna stay cool
Rhyming in a circle like a wave pool
You boys better stick to the rules
Stick to the rules, you boys better stick to the rules
Yeah, ENNZO
Mind lost balance lately tripping off it
But that shits dead put a nail inside the coffin
Remember them days we were sold in an auction
Next thing you know chillin' in the Oval Office
Aye, but it was short-lived
And the streets still piling up corpses
'Round the sun cold world still orbits
So ima blast out, eject, hit force quit
Yeah, of course, it's style rather morbid
Dead rising out of the ground no orchid
And I don't wanna hear another sound out these voices
Leave 'em all mute or drowned with this organ
Aye, so I set it away
Been a long journey, get the measuring tape
Critics fall when I cross, give a Hesi and fake
Then I shoot won't miss 'cuz I steadily aim
Bars heavy been flowing, like confetti in rain
And a menace to the finish, I'm ahead of the game
These bars too foreign, Senator Payne
And I go to the road when I pop shit
No YBN, gotta chopstick
Had the whole damn crowd in a mosh pit
I been lurking in the water no lockness
They wanna put up my flows in boxes
Them long neck boys, no Ostrich
But I'm always gonna stay cool
Rhyming in a circle like a wave pool
You boys better stick to the rules
Stick to the rules, you boys better stick to the rules
Yeah, ENNZO
