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drugs, those are all the preferred lines
I ain't talkin cocaine for the second or third time
I be speaking straight up, it's the way that the bird flies

the green of the meadow, the blue of the river 
see the birds fly * yes *
but not over the top, not too much, 
not too little but just perfect 

*Yes* And I

what a good man you are

(Schroeder - You are kind)

you are kind to all the animals
and ev'ry little bird
with a heart of gold
you believe what you're

alive
I'm not alive
I'm dead
So what's the difference?
Nothings what it seems it is
We're all really just children

Let it go
Rocks fly in the river
From

pre-dated
In the end, it won't fly; it's overrated
From the birds in the sky to the lowly paces
They didn‘t just arrive; God you know He made it
Indeed Jesus

yelling it's too loud
It tells me "don't shout"
I feel like a bird crashed on the ground
Before even learning how to fly
You should free your mind
Free your

don't drink Brandy, little bitch

I've always been a skinny white _____ with freckles 
Rockin' fly-ass shirts that only cost Five Shekels
Pouring my

to hold my attention
Lets go back to the beginning
---

Girl meets boy everything is looking sweet
Time goes by and my eyes wander free
It's all my fault

a little birdy
He landed in a tree
Flew by at seven thirty
Gliding down he looked at me
Poke out the window
Feel the wind blow
Birdy flies closer
I back up,

Like Dwight Howard
Smoking on that reefer smoke Sliding through the city slow
Fit black and white
With a little bit of indigo
Nina on my hip
Please don't

to the crooks
I don't book a flight
I just fly out the book
I don't give a shit what
Your parents have cooked
I got bigger fish to fry
The way Pan's leaving Hooks

to me
Not knowing that the mouth they speak with
Is the same mouth that they'll eat with
But I'm not really moved by words
Tossing birds or solo fingers

sona eye loko, toun ti bio sele fo to won ('O God made the peacock the king of the birds, even as it can fly like the other)
O fi kinihun j'olori eranko,

ima
Guy
No think am
Okwa sor street ka mma
Cause the more you come further 
By my side igada
Okwa ima
For your mind you they claim dinta
Tahtah ngegi gi

Yeah
It's been a couple of motivations in my 20 years long
I go hard like a tomahawk
Its Mc Caritas, Bruno let it go
Yeah!

How many drinks must I

ain’t pick it
Getting blown up by my ex dog
But fuck it I ain’t miss her
Little faded when my minds stoned
But I ain’t lose my vision
I’m just tryna write

above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your

Gotta clear my
Lemme clear my nostrils, ay
What up, though
V-Let reporting live from the Space Station
So what's up guys
Well I just wanna ask you,

served, I'm here to confirm that love don't die
When I'm here at your side when I can make you fly like birds
But first, let's chill right here for

past 3
Some young fella's sittin' beside me
He lives down Santry
Won't stop talking ever since he met me
I wanna leave he won't let me
He's talking

Smoke-A-Lot popular on the lock
For flippin' birds like Nadia
Mafia, Rap-A-Lot Mafia

[Willie D]
My Nigga, my Nigga
I'm here to say to
You try to tell it
Can

to open your palms?

Get ready
Nature is waiting for you

Fly Tonight

The bird is free now
She can fly now
She can sing now

Where the limit ends in your

I really give you something that you don't deserve?
What you mean what I said?
I called you "Pussy" and a "Herb"
You a bitch and a bird
Fly high

I really give you something that you don't deserve?
What you mean what I said?
I called you""Pussy"" and a""Herb""
You a bitch and a bird
Fly high