[Chorus: Some don't deserve to be caged They gotta fly and search for the waves Bein up is worse than the grave I by the words on the page - I know! Some don't deserve to be caged They gotta fly away and for the waves Bein held is worse than the grave I live by the words on the - I say!
I on the planet and I landed on both feet Tippy-toed across the continent, on the beat Settled in the ghetto by the sand trap Rocked to a handclap until I got my back Thoughts thick in a ball of confusion A wall of it's all so amusin I laughed at the pain sometimes with a face Just another hate case, you control your Ace! Long walks down the lonely road turned paved in the cascade, grey clouds circle me Tuned to the channel so their energy work on me All in the cut like and burnt to the third degree internally, an away story 40 and slip of tongue, tryin to bring the poison Step in the spot I'm not that popular like binoculars, I'm so Hip-Hopular Been on the air Greg had a Mac attack Now they all CrackerJack, a fact, smell me How can you tell me what I haven't heard Forty-three, 43rd, listen and First flew the coop when they tried to cage a rocking Lookin for the truth in the when I serve clip the wings if they seem a little out of touch Let 'em fly please, don't try to box 'em up
I open a lot cause I smash it brute force Flew over the roof, North on a crash course Eagle eyes spot 'em all, peekin out Stickin out against the whack world while freakin out Wasn't 'sposed to go but I just didn't wait Been had a but the Chattanooga's runnin late Hate had a lover good as I been to her put an end to her, cause she got followers Whole flock of and swallowers, wow Intregrity didn't have a home I gave him one {?} and diamonds, God say no more a piece of mind like a needle in the haystack Grind on the on the playback, ready for the at-tack Seatack, cry me a If I don't fly back, gotta give 'em hope Stand and delivery, first class or shine Pain of in a pantomime glass chilled Where was your genie you needed her for real Buildin my art from the parts that overlooked lit from the last match in the book Stand in adrenaline, through the resevoir Plucked out the air cause he sit duck Pretty as the peacock who can't leave the ground Let the glide on, don't buy the muck