Luyện nghe bài hát Pigeon

Metallic pigeon
Ox

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

Hope that two of those are and butter to heal 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 constructed Lego halo
Eh yo, I'm a black man an African drum in my chest
That beats on the opposite of the let me know I got a breath left
In frigid fragile capsule, that allows you to fly South before
The winter winds you I wrap my 'Hell I made it' wet suit stitch

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

One two four

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

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

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

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