Testi:
The Knife Bird

If I was a bird I would fly high over the world Come home at night to your garden Build a nest among the branches And I'll comb your hair with my beak

: If I was a bird I would fly high over the world Come home at night to your garden Build a nest among the branches And I'll comb your hair with

get hectic Fin to light up your spot, like General Electric Dead End Texas, the mess with pitch bird I done flooded the Suburb', with fifty featherless birds

hirin' You shoulda been a cop, cause you snitch a lot Talkin' to the jakes, you bound to get shot I used to watch Big Bird and Scooby Doo Now I'm choppin' big birds

my man got bagged for a fight or was it cause he was the defender on the other side Stabbin to save his life, with a knife It's already been programmed

getting in nobodies getting' out We got a live bomb and were going to blow the house. AK-47 thanks be to Kalashnikov Bang, bang bang and were going to get off Ghetto bird

But I'll still Grab the Thompson and Blow Ya Conscience out! [Chorus] [Verse 2:] My flow so raw, I thought about baggin it up, Every word like a Bird

at the ranch. A gulpin' go - juice. Choppped and channeled deuce. Custon chrome reverse. Jacked up Egyptian curse. She God Shanghail. Surfin' bird 'n

and I don't give a fuck, I never asked for this life. If you're looking for reasons you're out of luck, I'll show you the point with my knife. Tribal