Andre Nickatina - Fly Like A Bird Lyrics
man im a coke rap spittera hair pin triggera crime rhyme dealeris iller but on the reallerspin around jordan they at a lossfor the wordsrap it up light though,FLY LIKE A BIRDnothing but baking soda themotorola do it wellup in your face man with somethingto sellim like a chronic vision pigeon tigajust spinnin time with 45, 3, 57and 9smy figure 8, is real its not fakestrawberry soda garlic bread andsteakahead in the chase and i hidebehind the wheelyou talk more money and we canmake a deal(make a deal square ass n*)VERSE 2:im not a screw face, i keep myboots lasedand listen to the homies brag aboutthey gun casethey off taste, crank beat with more bassmy court date, and i came in hella lateno false game, wear rains with no chainsholla at the guard if u a rap cat maynenickel plated, now the image is penetratedi put that on my life im glad you never made itraw hide, all in my blood lineyou never find a drug of me like no kinddont hide, cause it makes it more divineto put you in the firing line on valentinesfebruary, or was it januaryi lose my memory when it come to you canariesits necessary, on guard with what you carrysplit the middle of the suture and add the blueberry(interlude)im not a damn fool, i live by they rulesbase slang, and im doin my big thangmake change, get bread to kick gamei knows you got ass but yous a lame freak dameno shame, and im greedy to the brainyou know the pit bull is off the chicka-chicka-chaincrate-a-lane, on the freeway of paini dont spend dollars on expenseive champagnerip hearts and i pound the sky larkspetal to the medal in my wu-tang clarksnew suede, from the stage to the gravehot days, means pistols in the shadeit aint strange, mother*****er you sell caneadd a little color to the picture framethe rhyme cheater, throw on the wife beatert-shirt jeans tennis shoes then see ya(interlude)and this analogy, is a new strategyand this academy is headed for a tragedyit sounds to me that you're tryin to break freeand snakes like me dont allow that seeat close range you can see my vertigovenom in the soul and im ready to let it gowith no control, man it can grow like a roseand im standing right there in my Filmo' poseWhen a child cries, in the heart a father diespunch you in the eye to let you know that you alivelethal, both the prada eaglesbumpin C-BO on the way to TahoeIm stage left, at the store remian chefman cook it up and keep it from the A-T-FThe barracuda, yo the rhyme roof shootarunnin down the stairs of the project do akamakaze, rip your stargens for a hobbyand rip it in the lobby man while kickin it with bobbyyou say the word, then here come the words putmustard on they rap and then FLY LIKE A BIRD
