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what?
What just happened?
Ya'll got shit on by a bird just passing
Oh yeah, that just happens

Don't get mad, don't get sad
Just be glad you're alive

Birds aren't real (do-do do-do do-do)
Birds aren't real (do-do do-do do-do)
Birds aren't real (do-do do-do do-do)
If you think they're real you're

you're right
The thing that kills me is
I know that you're still by my side

But I'm not a flower
Nor a flying bird
Lying on the pages
Of your sketchbook

rollin' down Rodeo with the bankroll
Only rollin' with me cuz she think I'm handsome
Holy moly lazy bird can throw a tantrum
Weighed down by the diamonds

I run
From the ones that I love
Into the arms of
The ones I don't love
It's a free fall
Still going down
Still holding out
While the birds circle

with pride and poise
Amid this mighty fuss
Feeling so alone, alone.

Looking for many answers
Hidden by deafening crows 
Silent birds have flown away

Birds
And my un-envisaged hitch started
With a rectal itch

Angry Birds is the most
Addictive game by miles
Thank you Angry Birds, you gave me piles
Now

Held by the way you tell me to fuck myself
Not tryin' to
Hopin by the way you felt we could just try somthin'
How 'bout you
And I don't wanna come

Filled with pride and poise
Amid this mighty fuss
Feeling so alone, alone.

Looking for many answers
Hidden by deafening crows 
Silent birds have

Failbait

Cypress Hill

>Album Title Goes Here<

2012

high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're are calling me insane why

catch the tears you cry 
I will hold you close and sing you by and by

Little bird, little bird
Are you blue, blue, blue
When you sing that song on high

by the jar(yeah)/
We the finest by far/
And you guys don't match up/
We the firest by far/
(Work, dance)

Bitch I be dancing on them birds (bitch I be

of Pallas just above my chamber door 
Perched, and sat, and nothing more

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling
By the grave and stern

of Pallas just above my chamber door
Perched, and sat, and nothing more

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling
By the grave and stern

On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said "Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,

door
Perched, and sat, and nothing more

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it

my own preaching means
And thinking why I'm leaving rhymes leaking by the evening
Who'da thought the hammer hit ya?
The Ruger spark, leave you

but she stalking my shit
I run with the sack ain’t no fumble
My hair like my money rapunzel
We getting this shit by the bundle
I’m pulling the bitch by

nothing of reality 

Dennis the Menace was a failure as a son 
I bet he was beaten by his father 
And molested by Mr Wilson 

Dagwood was abusive, Blondie

Miss blondie was left all alone
She's walking by Empty Shores
But she did not know
How to get back there
Harping on old times

She's left alone again

on)
Ice chain new shoes 
Bad bitch falling for me 
Ice chain new shoes 
A lot of money on me 
Ice chain new shoes
Blondie falling for me
She gon swing

bitches run and cry to your mommy,
I’ll crush your head I swing like Big Papi,
The Green Monster owned by Little Blondie,
I’ll fuck up Gandhi I do things

getting bodied by a Blondie with a bun
I go dumb up on the drums like du-dum
Who want some
Make them sick right to their stomach pop some tums
They been

Get up out my
Get up out my way
Get up out my
Get up out my way
10 bands in a day
I be coolin' by myself don't care what u say
I be in my zone when I