Lyrics:
birds, I done been in the nest
Big dog in the cat, bet I leave her possessed (Hade)
Born to the jungle (Jungle)
Where the streets keep you humble (Humble)
you ain't typing me
Took the bird off my arm cause the shit kept biting me
Damn skippy, Wu-Tang roots towards central
My jewels shine hot like a verse
again
Sipping Hen
Staring at that white girl from Michigan
She was with a friend, fat ass fly ho
I went in for the kill, ASAP, pronto
So wait boo, 'fore
Ashen the world creates itself
Up the branches down the roots
Pecked at by birds
By worms gnawed
At the crossroads
By the graves among
to reverse the outcome
I'm like, cluck
I'm not a biter
I'm a writer
For myself and others
I say a B.I.G. verse I'm only biggin' up my brother
Biggin' up
to reverse the outcome
I'm like, cluck
I'm not a biter
I'm a writer
For myself and others
I say a B.I.G. verse I'm only biggin' up my brother
Biggin' up
In the beginning
Before the Big Bang
All the matter and the energy of the universe
Was concentrated in one small dot
In that dot, known as The Golden
Pants so tight can’t fit my gun
Bad bitch with me wanna have some fun
Fuck it let’s go on the run run run
Nigga having extras by the motherfucking
ends up with depression
Leaked DMs & bitter bird applicants all in your mentions
Guess the bitter leaf stems from stem cells that branched out the root
Influenced by only real, uh, preach to the choir
The cage bird bound to sing way before the fat lady do
I been in the deep end since before I could depend
already got the product on the beat
Now we switchin' the weather
Now we switchin' the leather
I got the bird no feather
I got off white on the sweater
I'm a black bird
In a white sky
I'm a dark dove
beauty, trynna find love
I feel this sting
solo on a mission
Alone in the big scheme
wishin you
about that time
Yea
I told my problems
I'm a problem den I moved out
If you ain't actin friendly wit da gang
Then you get root out
Going back and forth
Took a lil while to think about it,
Thoughts came to mind,
Till one thought came by,
How do I transmit,
Fantasy, ego's and lies
Not true to Mines
Observe the situations, help where I can
Give a little hope, spark a big fire
Some even say, to them, I inspire
That keeps me going, for them I keep flowing
As I stand by the side of the river watching the virgin Mary float
By watching the currents drag her by a low song how long is gone
A low song
some work, check they resume
My dogs eating by the pound, boy, better fetch a plate
Locking out these projects to make sure my section ate
Two phones
straight furred
Big dog Hall of Fame big wolf in da Hurd
Pull up on the scene all white in a coupe
Diamonds all color shit looking like fruit
Fucking these
again, heard the news diamond vein
Had to split no room to siwing, Sun City wanted him to sing
Easy to see no unity, masses ruled by minority
When these
again, heard the news diamond vein
Had to split no room to swing, Sun City wanted him to sing
Easy to see no unity, masses ruled by minority
When these
her on the same night
It was a, Saturday evening bout seven at night
White T, white thongs pockets feeling alright
I got a, call from one of my
I aint got no time for da bullshit
Ima live my life act a fool wit it
All da ass dat im gettin gotta thank hoes
Iced gummis in da white what i drank
getting jealous by the look I'm catchin'
I hate dumb skeezers, MC beater
Drop 5 grand on my bird white needer?
Smooth like ice, don't get nice
Just turn up
Sing unto God
Sing praises
Extol him that rideth pon the heavens by his name
What his name?
Jah!
Ride Natty ride, ah
Ride Natty ride
We riding, aye!
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