Lyrics:
Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest
Me, I'm in a rock n' roll band
Ridin' in a Stutz
Standin' on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest
Me, I'm in a rock n' roll band
Ridin' in a Stutz
Babe you're my therapy
Keepin' me grounded through defeat like a pair of cleats
These other birds can fly away with the parakeets
You're one of one, so
I'm just walking and shit (Shit)
6 O'clock in the morning I swear I'm just thinking
I'm walking down 900, I'm hearing birds singing
(Swear I'm just
the entrance built by feelings
With nails and things
Wouldn't you change your mind
If you knew the other side
I know only me
I take my responsibilities
I can't
I got a bad ass bitch but she the bird type She tellin' me she love me but I never take
The words light
She tellin' me if shit go left she knowin
How
attacked like seven maniacs with wooden bats
Daily evidence I erase, can't be traced by jakes
Nucleic niggas from the mind penetrate the star gate
MC's found
Wait be still my wooden heart
Don’t come undone.
I hear the warble of the birds
I can see the marbled sun
Seasons and people change
An equinox of one
physical position
No matter the words you think you hear
I am always in conversation with Spirit
We converse like two old women
On a Mississippi wooden
I see the fake love with bird's eye
I'm in the sky I can't come down nigga I'm bird fly
Spiritual war I gotta quit blinking my third eye
My problems
seems to have lost its spark
But me, my thoughts, remain to be most affected
This bird's eye view from a distant cage
Doesn't seem to be working but I
It's just such a sunny sunny sunny day
Look around birds chirping people outside
It's a wonderful day
Ladies and gentlemen I would like to welcome
fall
Whether it comes next year or even tonight
I will be by your side
From far away, you make me feel a lot less lonely
With every wave, I know you'll
Intro: 62nd Assassin
I ain't want nothing known but a bank roll.
On the other side of 123rd St., bro'.
Nothing known but a bank roll.
On the other
Ghetto birds with pink Timb's
A box of shells for the Cola for Kim's
Sponsored by the Clan, see
Pop more vanilla cherry than Luke Perry
Now tell me
Ooh this that new ey, wash down (This is the remix)
Let me put it down for town
I used to put them birds in and out of town
She said your new shit
the other birds are flocking 'round her
And she is despised by the squad
But the great speckled bird in the Bible
Is one with the great church of God.
That's why I'm against
Ah against the stars
About my problems they never mind
And I knew death before live life
Step by step and day by day
One footstep in
to taste the deck and many other things
I had to pay the piper with my wedding ring
And I would never see my family again
By 25, I was respected
the one that breezed through but was never accompanied by your presence, actuality, physicality a draft that over time grew to hold the heavy weight
From out of eggs came little birds
One of them fell down on our trampoline
With love and bread we tried but couldn't save her
We tried to understand
the crickets sound
The screen door slams on a wooden frame
And the light comes on by the front porch swing
And it’s the sweetest thing
Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm Heaven
them justice. But history is a trick.
It's an old rickety wooden house on a movie set that leans way too much to one side. That isn't actually a house
came the cars
Next thing I know I'ma ghetto superstar
He come the haters travelin' by the packs
But never mind them cause uh bitch I'm back
I pour
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