[00:21.99]Metallic wing pigeon. . .[00:23.61]Cannibal Ox. . .[00:33.93]Birds of the same feather flock together[00:36.54]Congested on a majestic street corner[00:39.33]That's a short time goal for most of 'em[00:41.40]Cuz most of 'em[00:42.27]Would rather expand their wings and hover over greater things[00:45.39]That's what we call inspired flight[00:47.46]By the pigeons that gotta eat pizza crust every night[00:50.40]And "Let there be light" was understood[00:52.47]When a mic-stand descended from up-and-above into the hood[00:55.59]And if my face is worth a thousand words when it's scarred[00:58.65]I would only hope that two of those are coco and butta[01:01.83]To heal the wounds of the tissue scarred that mark the death of my womb[01:06.27]But I've graduated, got my wings[01:08.61]And you've got to let go of my constructed[01:10.47]Lego egg-o-waffle halo[01:12.21]Eh yo, I'm a black man with an[01:13.59]African Drum in my chest that beats in the opposite of the right[01:16.50]Let me know[01:16.98]I got a breath left[01:18.06]In this frigid fragile capsule[01:19.92]That allows you to fly south before the winter winds trap you[01:23.40]I wrap my "hell I made it" wetsuit stitch[01:25.89]So I can swim in elevators crazy wet through piss[01:28.74]I'm just a pigeon with one mile left[01:31.29]That doggy-paddles through this ******** ocean of death[01:34.17]And these rags-to-riches words will break bones[01:36.87]Like the assassination of two birds with one stone[01:39.72]That's why[01:40.02]I don't associate with bird brains with their beaks in the air[01:43.44]Pelicans with wide jaws yap names for fish heads[01:46.56]You'll get tossed in the flames[01:48.15]Where some archaeologist will find your skeletal frame [Vordul][02:24.33]Eskimo me-dal doctrine locked in oxygen shell[02:27.93]Words shot plated metal lung which spun kids' carrousel[02:31.71]Mega alarm technoloid these boys fight four arms swinging two toes very well[02:37.17]Terror toys jubilated mega noise when iron works[02:40.32]Bullet shot animated mad windows with fireworks[02:43.38]Shinin' summer-time hydrants[02:45.48]Splash passing cars, now run ghetto tyrants[02:48.18]These faces carry scars (mega large)[02:50.13]Pigeons turn penguins talk fables cellular[02:52.83]Detached Christ's[02:53.85]Word But freeze-frame gold chain swing[02:56.25]Son of God[02:56.97]Iceberg gem shines on the neck of ghetto flight bird[02:59.94]Getting fly like word[03:01.32]Let it settle[03:02.10]I remember cats snatched off the pedal (stealin' bike days)[03:05.31]Doo-rags worn tight (Piranha bite waves)[03:08.04]Smoke cheeba through the lung[03:09.63]Arabian camel[03:10.65]Fast like a cheeta now[03:12.06]I'm knocked off my[03:12.72]African sandal[03:13.56]God damn you![03:14.34]Ethiopian skin mechanical[03:16.50]Trapped in ghetto's mega-yard where mega-hard[03:19.29]Arms swingin' metal palms iron skin leopard[03:22.02]Holding evil metal eagle attach the desert[03:24.72]Paranoid fingertips stitched with three-fifty plus seven metal ****[03:28.98]Tucked behind the belt ghetto style like delicate street etiquette[03:32.70]Never lacked toast metal cow got milk in the gut settlin'[03:36.45]Cats gotta eat swallow beef horribly melanin mahogany[03:40.14]Black boys feed face arachnoid[03:42.36]Eight arms working short circuit manufactured crack melted[03:46.77]Slinging shot gun through the mouth of cracked helmets, black felt it[03:50.55]Cats who pop flows shot heavy through the nostril[03:53.82]Brain sizzle grab the pistol and get hostile[03:56.25]He caught you alone fuse blown[03:58.26]Unemployed screaming "That's why I robbed you!"[04:00.60]Tired of the[04:01.32]Medicaid, debted by the car,[04:03.06]Novocains filled with lemonade "You better get a job!" mother talked, just another hawk[04:07.44]Humiliated, bodega food stamp transaction[04:10.56]Left me in corners buckled me accompanied by evil hands clappin'[04:14.34]Rockin' my "hell I made it" wetsuit stitch[04:16.74]So I can swim in elevators crazy wet through piss[04:19.65]I rock my simulated air tank bit[04:22.23]So I can leave pressures of oxygen where my mic's lit[04:25.08]I'm just a pigeon