Lyrics:
the birds
Playing me dumb ima blow out your nerves
Ona road to success its some twist and some turns
I put to much meaning in my words
Ploral as shit never
never learn
You had many chances but that's for the birds
Change isn't only a word it follows with actions
That's the way it works
What's the point
Yeah
My flow be hotter than 90 degrees
Stepped in the scene
Ya you talking crazy
I know I'm the best that you've heard
I give you my word
You talking
1.What a beautiful thought I am thinking
Concerning a great speckled bird
Remember her name is recorded
On the pages of God's Holy Word.
2. All
of birds
Now stay with me and learn the secret language of birds
Circled by swallows in a world for the weary
Courted by warblers, wicked and eloquent
breath as I beg you with my words
Yeah, what's left is just a carcass for the birds
They rip my flesh, tear my heart out in the dirt
I'm surrounded by
syringes with zombies, ooh yeah
Servin' them birds but it used to be banks
Flippin' them tickets, it use to be stacks
Watches don't tick, but it use to do
de word and me give de Warning
All who a talk hard dem missing by a morning
Oonu seh de word and me give de Warning
All who a talk hard dem missing
a figure
I missed her
I heard nothing but birds calling and sticks falling to the ground
I began walking away until I was frozen by a faint sound
Her voice
your birds
I'm puttin' up numbers so I'm changin' the stats
You all know by now, yes, a nigga need gats
All my Israeli with the Gaza chops
Fully
furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you
Sure the thought can occur to you
My next album
passing day
It's not fair girl
They want a piece of all of you
To form a line and follow you
And every word that you say
Rare bird, I wish you
crashing always two by two
I don't wanna work in a building downtown
No, I don't wanna see when the planes hit the ground
I don't wanna work in
What a beautiful thought I'm thinking
Concerning a great speckled bird
Remember her name is recorded
On the pages of God's Holy Word
All
Shooters when you walk in, we got the heat by the door (Yeah)
You see what we on
He got a key on the stove
Send you a p to your home, a reef on your
Their stash
Has zeroed out
Read you words I thought had beauty
And compassion
You heard digs and lies
All those years blinded by fury
Pissed against
So I settle for sex and that's why I'm all in ya jaws but...
I been listening to the birds lately
Yeah they chirp, but I swear I'm hearing words
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
No that's snooperman
I said some pimp juice
I lay low to get loose
Word on the streets is Doggy
Dogg
Jailhouse baby,
Oh, No winner of the world, I'm a little, I'm a little jail bird.
All those lonely nights of terror, I thank you for your letters,
Words from
In a big black void
And straight into your heart.
I don't have too many words
I am not sophisticated
Listen to the crying birds
They call you in
And the very last thing on her mind
Became the very last words of her lyrics
And she wrote a song not to be heard
But by the bird
But by the bird
i'm gonna fly (How high?)
I'm floating by (Where?)
To the sky (Christly)
It don't matter what they say or try
Don!
Look inna di sky, it's a bird, it's
a lullaby
Sing them a lullaby
Sing them a lullaby
Rock a by baby
Rock a by baby
Rock a by baby
Rock a by baby
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
it like that
I think for myself I do not need nobody else
Like I don't like asking for help
Produce everything by myself
I made the beat by myself
I
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