Luyện nghe bài hát Pigeon

Metallic pigeon
Ox

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

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

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

One two four

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

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

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

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