Lyrics:
and they prayed for my return
I need my money, Mr. Burns, call me Monty
Cooler than the Fonzie, boolin' in the bando with a blondie
Paigons say they're
what's happenin
After 'Rapper's Delight' went triple platinum
The record world was in for a smash
Sugarhill, Kurtis Blow, to Grandmaster Flash
Blondie
when you found me
I ain't finished school, grindin' with my Tommies
4 5 that's my blondie, that's my bitch nigga (Nigga)
I'm from West Side bank, that's
the summer
My reality is
Im feeling lower than the gravel up under
These new balances I wore two summers
Searching for balance as I walk by the pier
Mild
High like a bird
High like a bird
No females in my life
No love songs
Even if they do me right by now they might get done wrong
Taking all these meds
I hear the birds they tweaking
I hear the birds they tweaking
You know I be living that high life
In the air you can catch me just fly by
Chilling
Picture of the good times
A sound of freedom
A smell of the youth late in the booth
Feeling of eternity
A touch by a stranger
Single retreat
All you
must fly
Or she will die
The sunsets come
The sunsets go
The clouds roll by
And the earth turns old
And the young bird's eyes
Do always glow
ballin’ like Bird
Keep fuckin’ with us, you get murked
We ridin’ like Bonnie and Clyde
I’m keepin’ you right by my side
Just can’t get enough of your vibes
birds I've come to know
And some have flown
Then there's those hell of a time birds
And just for tonight birds
Bring em' pretty flowers and payed
For by
(Birds eye view)
And you want me too long (And you want me too long)
When you riding by the ground (When you riding by the ground)
And you want me to come
my trap and they are dead.
I will sell all these and earn more profits.
He started removing them one by one from the net
and threw them down.
The birds
tonight I laid down
Just like every other night
But something peculiar
Eased my unruly mind
I woke up from a dream
And made up a meaning
Why two birds came
them to their socks. Everyone is rushing by but they just stare and stop.
There’s a little bird, watching from the rooftops
There’s a little bird
lost his breadth and hungers for a world to demonstrate that
Birds aren't real
Birds aren't real
Birds aren't real
He daydreams by night, of mushroom
Flock, flock, flock, flock together
Like the birds of a feather, oh yea
Like the birds of a feather, oh yea
Flock, flock, flock, flock together
Like
of trust
When it tumbled down it was made of rust
And now cos I'm out your life, you are free to fly
Prettiest love birds
Prettiest love birds
Shoot them
Flock, flock, flock, flock together
Like the birds of a feather, oh yea
Like the birds of a feather, oh yea
Flock, flock, flock, flock together
Like
of trust
When it tumbled down it was made of rust
And now cos I'm out your life, you are free to fly
Prettiest love birds
Prettiest love birds
Shoot them
This song (This song)
Is for the flightless birds
Sing along (Sing along)
If you know the words
This song (This song)
Is for the flightless birds
There once was a little bird and she wanted to live anew
She had a pretty happy life up in that tree by Big Blue
But Little Bird's soul was sad
She
so easy when you finally look well all around
The fatty white merry gelly belly gathering
cvidly se-e-erved by...The Lady Black Bird
Lady Black Bird
surrounded by white towers
They're getting closer and they scare me
Maybe there's no turning back
Now it's a new era
And the people say "Downfalling birds
friends near by
And an old time at all they made a tree
A tree of birds, a bird tree
Soon the tree started singing merrily
Chirrup chirrup twee twee
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