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Data di rilascio: 29.04.2021
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Caged Birds |
Look, I spit a verse so a horde of heathens can find the light |
But keep a pistol that tear tissue like it’s time to wipe |
Don’t fret, my first step ain’t to resign ya life |
Plus that pistol fye, don’t bar until it’s time to bite |
Hell once you find a wife, you do what you must do |
To protect her and keep her up off a stretcher 'til she due |
To have a baby, glad a lady came up to me and said |
«Congratulations don’t come to those rather lazy instead |
Of hard working» |
We all searching for affirmation |
Some sheeple wander the atlas for validation |
And valid statements from those who never will validate 'em |
I pray I navigate 'em to a fortress where congregating with angels is the norm |
You pray and they perform |
Immaculate miracles to help you evade the storm |
Of vipers, snipers, and every wicked form |
Of evil that’s been tryna deceive you since you was born |
With ya heavens sent melanin |
Don’t let 'em convince you that ya etiquettes' a speech impediment |
I’m in my element and feel benevolent even when I’m viewed as the elephant |
In every residence I’m stepping in but hell I ain’t trippin' |
Aye mayne, say mayne, flow nuts macadamia |
I’m from the city of purple spitting vibrainium |
Get it in your cranium, can’t nobody simba him |
And if I ever go down it’ll be like swingin' like pendulums, ooh |
What’s the goal though? Like the main goal? |
Uhh… really to make purpose popular and whatever that look like. |
Yeah, the accolades and stuff is gon' be cool, but I wanna be global. |
I’m not tryna be no… know I’m sayin'… no disrespect to no local joker. |
Like I feel like we got a message for the masses. Ya know I’m sayin'!? |
We come from where most don’t break free |
We had to learn why caged birds sing |
But we fly even though they poisoned the sky |
We don’t cry, we gon' take our piece of the pie |
So I’ma need my bread hot fresh and ready |
For those who tried to keep me on ice like a YETI |
The west be where they pressed me to a diamond |
That’s why I throw it up like the Heimlich |
I’m just maneuvering on the serpents head |
Swear I tread on the skull of my enemies |
And I’m quadrupling anything that I touch |
If it’s milk and honey dummy, I’m the honey bee buzzin' |
You can see the pure pollination |
Need G’s like Masons and a haven |
For these beats I freak on the daily |
I lose sleep putting feet to the pavement |
And grindin' like a power tool or axe |
Refinin' everything I do on wax |
My time is near and I refuse to lack |
The Shine which only a diamond can match |
Bling, bling (Bling, bling) |
You be surprised how many people get out they car and help you push your car if |
they see you pushin' your car. Ya know I’m saying'? A lot of good people have |
seen us like moving and was like, «Yo I wanna be a part of the movement. |
«And so many people be like «man, how you afford all this?"Like bruh. |
Most of the people I move with, they wholeheartedly believe in my vision |
We come from where most don’t break free |
We had to learn why caged birds sing |
But we fly even though they poisoned the sky |
We don’t cry, we gon' take our piece of the pie |