Lyrics:
the cold wind blows
And fussing and flapping
In priestly black like a murder of crows
All this time
The river flowed
Endlessly to the sea
If I had
barking up the tree for the cat
In the fog but y'all niggas see is the bat
Flapping away but I'm blind like Stevie
Niggas don't hear me, still trying
the cold wind blows
And fussing and flapping
In priestly black like a murder of crows
All this time
The river flowed
Endlessly to the sea
If I had
There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing
wait to long.
I can feel that it's coming on strong,
The first cold wind of winter is flapping in my clothes
Showing me the way with the direction
and reacting
On a sucker MC who mouth keeps on yapping and flapping
I lose my cool, then Ill start slapping and smacking
You wanna roll? then Albee start
and flapping
I lose my cool, then Ill start slapping and smacking
You wanna roll? then Albee start jacking and capping
No time to lounge, I'm packing
and I'm trying not to beg
Taking turns baking worms with the bacon and eggs
Now they got me in a birdcage flapping my jaw
Like a pretzel in the stars
and reacting
On a sucker MC who mouth keeps on yapping and flapping
I lose my cool, then Ill start slapping and smacking
You wanna roll? then Albee start
said when you was flapping your jaw
Push them bricks, the fuck yous rapping for, nigga
Blood red
Blood red
Man, if they don't know by now, they
the dream
Start rapping quit flapping like a chicken wing
If could rap like me, they say you?re so great
But when they talk about you, they say you?re so
Promised land, birds remember
Of our bodies in flapping flags loving each other
Earth
Land of fire, without any emergency exit
And our red embers burn
Shakur on Larry King
And motherfucking Dennis Miller
Word, Bill O'Reilly would be
Flapping his gums
How much respect do they have for my people?
Actually
flight flapping and racing on before the snow
They've got the urge for going and they've got the wings so they can go
They get the urge for going
When
Where dips the rocky highland
Of sleuth wood in the lake
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats
There we've
flapping they gums
If they bite and I'm snapping clap clap collapsing they lungs
Call me Chancellor The Rapper, please say "The Rapper"
Magical word
gathered up the courage that it took
Made that bed and took one last look
And you could hear the pages flapping in the wind blown
Book of my days, my days
Where dips the rocky highland
Of sleuth wood in the lake
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats
There we've
alive)
(He would hate you anyway)
My right wing is flapping
The left one is grey
Let's hear it for the kids
But nothing they say
They gyrate
on his head on their furry donkey
But they never stopped Jack or the water lapping
And they couldn't distract him from the seagulls flapping
The kids
You see the geese in chevron flight
A-flapping and a-racing on before the snow
They've got the urge for going and they've got the wings to go
I gathered up the courage that it took
Made that bed and took one last look
And you could hear the pages flapping in the wind blown
Book of my
Hum mmm oh, hum mm oh yehum
It's an illusion!
Once again my wings on fire
Flapping round your deadly flames
Walking on the old high wire
Trying
flight flapping and racing on before the snow
They've got the urge for going and they've got the wings so they can go
They get the urge for going
When
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