Luyện nghe bài hát Like Flies Remix

Black men keep
Black men keep on like flies
(vultures) plottin on my demise
(stool pigeons still lies while the caged cries)
As as the mighty eagle rules the skies
(black men on droppin like flies) droppin like flies

[danja
Yo, it's only right I take flight
(where? ) to the sky, like a black butterfly
I try to make my migration
But in the present gets you shot down like a pheasant
The reason, seems every day is huntin
At least on the block the black birds flock
of these birds choose not to soar the sky
They just stay in some shit, makin them like flies
Day in and day out one dies
(I got it, fly nigga got swatted)
The he was alotted, it seems just ran out
Or could it be the fact he never let his wings out?
like a chicken scared to leave the coup
Cause the chicken doesn't fly, he stays with the group
Chillin with a bunch of turkeys waiting for
If he had of flown south he might kept on livin cause

Vultures, on my demise
(stool pigeons still lies the caged bird cries)
As long as the mighty eagle rules the
(black men on droppin like flies) droppin like flies

mowf]
Fo'-fo's and po-po's scare these pros
In the night time, duckin from shot buckin
They in fly paper (well makin paper is fly)
Cause the on the paper, now you understand why?
When the eagle the sky, many black men die
Chasin eagles then get scavanged by the vultures
Thereby, reducin us like
down like ducks in shooting galleries
Please, freeze, these,
That's holding you back gettin busy like bees
In trees you rest, buldin your with sess
Soothin your bird chest from chest, you buddha blessed
Yes, block or two them hoes will find a cock or two
With no penis cap and get you caught up in her venus
Indeed, don't be droppin bird seed
wild flowers, it's all in your power cause

Vultures, on my demise
(I like the sparrow, in some godly eyes)
As long as the mighty eagle the skies
(black men keep on droppin like flies) droppin flies

[danja
The caged bird sings but his songs get
get ruffled, it's a struggle in the everyday scuffle
I tried to him bout these snakes and cats
But they hardheaded like woodpeckers and blind as bats
the reason I keep preachin but you
In denial like a owl talking about "who? "
I should call you a parrot cause you act way
First around a bunch of niggaz, what they say
Thinkin that you're fly round like a peacock
But your turf, your whole earth, consists of only blocks
them keylocks off of your mind
Take a journey out of the ghetto to see what you find
And like the raven said to poe and told him "nevermore"
If from your dome you never go then any more you'll never
See how some other live they lives, not like flies
Realize your ain't the skies

..

Black men keep
(vultures, on my demise)
men, keep on droppin like flies
(tellin me lies)
Black men keep
(the mighty rules the skies)
Black men, on droppin like..
(keep on like..)
men keep droppin
(keep yo' up)
Black men, keep on like flies
(keep like flies)
Black men droppin
(as as the mighty eagle rules the skies)
Black men, on droppin like..
(droppin, like..)
Black men droppin
(somebody's me)
Black men, keep on droppin flies
(vultures, yeah)
Black men droppin
(somebody's me)
men, keep on droppin like..
(vultures, yeah)
Black men droppin
(somebody's me)
Black men, keep on droppin like
(vultures, yeah)
Black men droppin
Black men, keep on droppin

*sound of fly and being swatted*