Aorta by Shing02 Lyrics

Quote from the song “Aorta” by Shing02

Gimme the hard-hitting drums
I’m about to pounce on it
Bounce on a crack of a snare
A wild cat mauling on a young set of stare
I bring justice to beats with a vengeance
Back in the eighth grade I knew I had a penchant
For the flair falsetto woo
For life of me, can’t imagine sitting back in the room
Stir it up behind your sternum
Make you wanna break a chair or something
Turn the lump in your throat to a pumpkin
Tired of the fluff I want sandpaper 100 grit
Give the most foul callous mouth a fit
Now or never, speak clear or keep your lips shut
Forever
The dirtiest skin, the most beautiful leather

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Aorta”

• Produced: Jack The Rip
• Written: Shing02
• Chorus Vocals: Nick Kurosawa
• Recorded At: Lana Lane Studios
• Release Date: October 10, 2020

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Aorta” Released in 2020

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[Verse 1]

Gimme the hard-hitting drums
I’m about to pounce on it
Bounce on a crack of a snare
A wild cat mauling on a young set of stare
I bring justice to beats with a vengeance
Back in the eighth grade I knew I had a penchant
For the flair falsetto woo
For life of me, can’t imagine sitting back in the room
Stir it up behind your sternum
Make you wanna break a chair or something
Turn the lump in your throat to a pumpkin
Tired of the fluff I want sandpaper 100 grit
Give the most foul callous mouth a fit
Now or never, speak clear or keep your lips shut
Forever
The dirtiest skin, the most beautiful leather

[Chorus]

Aorta, aorta
Flow major artery
It's a part of me
You’re the target of my archery

[Verse 2]

Gimme the god forsaking ball on a 4th and goal
Punch it in through offensive lines
Facts no fantasy, 44 Rathman, a verbal harassment
A lyrical assassin, a has-been, but still is and will be
Meet your day of reckoning kind of tension
Pay the max possible fine type attention
Soul on liquid nitro, on detention till further notice
Deep down you know this
The thorn of suspicion had turned into a reason to
Believe
One listen is enough to get you fiend
Rich bastards got you tired of the green pastures
I'm out to hit the treacherous path till I'm captured
Never be captured

[Chorus]

Aorta, aorta
Flow major artery
It's a part of me
You’re the target of my archery