BIRD OF DEATH

Boy I been flat out on my ass
Pallets at granny house, roaches crawlin' on my ass
Now I'm somewhat straight, still reminiscin' on my past
It ain't nothin' a lil blow won't fix
Ay, let me get buck, show you what's up
Pull the plug on youngins
Boy get off the stage, think that's enough (Know you suck)
Can't contain myself, these uppers got me stuck (Yeah I'm up)
Unleash the rage, feel like my brain about to bust (Don't give no fuck)
Tight grip around my stick
She high as me, got a tight grip around my dick
I'm flyin' free, don't give a fuck who listen to my shit
I'm fightin' beats
Catch me in the booth swingin' a fist
Yeah it's go time, I'm ready for it
My mind frame too steady
Just hit four lines, my legs sore
Up all night, two steppin'
Off the top rope, I rain down
This Hurricane Raven
Category six, spin right through his block and break pavement
Bitch
Ain't no way you gon' be makin' it
I'm too true to myself, it ain't no way I could be fakin' this
Buku, went ape, Silverback Raven shakin' shit
Awakin' jits, escape and split, I bring the pain you can't predict
I shape the way you take it in, it's gon' hit you where it hurts
Ya'll some bitches, I'm surprised that ya'll ain't out here wearin' skirts
Crackin' skulls on this one, think I just spit a terrored verse
The embodiment of death, I got these youngins scared of birds
I shape the way you take it in, it's gon' hit you where it hurts
Ya'll some bitches, I'm surprised that ya'll ain't out here wearin' skirts
Crackin' skulls on this one, think I just spit a terrored verse
The embodiment of death, I got these youngins scared of birds