want to see your hands Deliver me From a sea of questions Do you like birds Do you like real big birds Do you like great big birds This is the biggest bird
new Empire Quiet Money Records and Hush Management Formely presents - yours truly [Verse 1: AZ] I'm praised for wicked word-play Emerge from my Earth days Was boxed in the Bird
the choppers releasin Lettin' out them optimo demons screamin' red demon From the uptown region and I'm here to represent it Benz I'm spittin all black with a camafaluge ?? Seven gold
where you pump at B. Sigel , M. Bleek , niggas can't front that [BM] Ayo nigga who want that , not a soul First week, no video , went gold Bases loaded
shapes of the sacred geometry they used to draw They were new millennium but Euclidian in form ancient in many ways but not nearly as old Carved from Egyptian gold
row And I'd rather chill with her than kill you with a rhyme that I wrote Count how many mics that I smoke minus the gold Bust dope, my battlin' average
Who you drive? Platinum cars Who you pull? Platinum stars Who you write? Platinum bars Platinum teeth, inside yo jaws Diamond gon' rock my platinum wrist Platinum toilet to take a ish Gold is gold
Who bang?, B'More and Wu Tang, new thang Mad at how we do thangs, RZA cop me two fangs Official, now I bite through gristle Gold teeth style in from Philly
Indestractable, dig me like an excavation multiracial valuable Take you out like Saafir took out Casual So check the milk that Jersey made I turn artistic children bilingual On parallel bars
I'll send him a bird To put 10 in him and finish him, it's business ya heard See we flossin on another level, bossin on another level Rose gold chain,
streak, keep a glock heat My niggaz got more gold, than a swap meet Big Jaguars, been had cars Peace to Big Daz, he behind fat bars [Hook x4] [Will
lee's lames be cuffin they jeans and their bitches I be cookin these bird ass hoes running circles round they rotissery chickens love got a shovel in her hand I see you diggin strike gold
classic for the dickhead gerbel Kids roll red carpet when I flip fresh verbal Mathematics have an addict catchin static to learn Information inflammation formulatin the birds
that P-89 nigga let Dre stitch you back ??? Industry niggaz I'll admit to that But I don't even want your chain I'll let the Crips do that 12 bars for
Gotti, he pretend Mad at me cuz Olivia got a new boyfriend It seems like ya 'lil rat turned out to be a mouse Beef shit is for the birds and the birds
wanted 15 38 ? robbing for green School day straight weed selling at his 16 17 12 hundred on the neck just clean 18 graduated started selling Ecstasy Had my own crib in the birds
I'm a rapper like a salary Got no mentality, can't shake it, can't fake it Keep it real like the old cliche, then again like Goldie say Your girl chose
Whooooooooooooooo! } 'Ey nigga guess what! {"MO MONEY"! } Ain't a damn thang changed! {"GANGREEN"! } DAMN! [Verse:] I can grab sixteen cars {DAMN} every sixteen bars