Luyện nghe bài hát Pigeon

Metallic pigeon
Ox

Birds of the same feather together, congested on
A majestic corner, that's a short time goal for most of 'em
'Cuz most of 'em rather expand their wings
And hover greater things that's what we call inspired
Flight by the pigeons gotta eat pizza crust every night
And 'Let there be light' was understood, a mic-stand
Descended from up-and-above into the hood and if my
Is worth a thousand words when it's scarred, I would

Hope that two of those are coco and butter to the wounds
Of the tissue scarred to mark the of my womb
But graduated, got my wings and you've got to let go of
My constructed Lego egg-o-waffle
Eh yo, I'm a black man with an African in my chest
That beats on the opposite of the right let me know I got a left
In this frigid fragile capsule, allows you to fly South before
The winter winds trap you I wrap my 'Hell I made it' wet stitch

So I can in elevators crazy wet through piss
I'm a pigeon with one mile left that doggy-paddles
Through this bullshit ocean of death and these
Words will break like the assassination of two birds
With one stone that's why I don't associate with brains
With their beaks in the air pelicans wide jaws yap names
For fish heads get tossed in the flames
Where some ornithologist will find your frame

One two three

me-dal doctrine locked in oxygen shell words shot
Plated metal lung spun kids' carousel, mega alarm
Technoloid these boys fight four arms two toes very well
Terror toys jubilated mega noise when iron works, bullet
mad windows with fireworks, shinin' summer time hydrants
Splash passing cars, now run ghetto tyrants faces carry scars
(Mega large)
Pigeons turn penguins talk fables detached Christ's Word
But freeze-frame chain swing Son of God iceberg gem shines

On the neck of flight bird getting fly like word let it settle
I cats snatched off the pedal
(Stealin' days)
Doorags tight
(Piranha ways)
Smoke cheeba the lung Arabian camel fast like a cheetah
Now I'm off my African sandal God damn you
Ethiopian skin trapped in ghetto's mega-yard
mega-hard arms swingin' metal palms iron skin leopard

Holding evil eagle attach the desert, paranoid fingertips
Stitched with three-fifty seven metal shit
Tucked behind the belt ghetto like delicate street etiquette
Never toast metal cow got milk in the gut settlin'
Cats gotta eat beef horribly melanin mahogany
Black boys face arachnoid, eight arms working short circuit
Manufactured crack melted shot guns through the mouth
Of cracked helmets, black felt it, cats who pop shot heavy
the nostril, brain sizzle grab the pistol and get hostile

He caught you fuse blown unemployed screaming
"That's why I robbed you", tired of the Medicaid, by the car
filled with lemonade, "You better get a job" mother talked
Just another hawk he aided bodega food stamp transaction
Left me in corners buckled me accompanied by evil hands
Rockin' my 'Hell I made it' wet suit stitch, so I can swim in
Crazy wet through piss I my simulated air tank bit
So I can leave pressures of where my mic's lit, I'm just a pigeon