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Big on the underground
What's the point of knocking me down?
Everyone knows
I'm already good on the ground
Most of us stay strong
Shit don't really bound us
Then I go on my own
Making bombs with rubber bands
I have my hard down
So I need a man for romance
Streets are making 'em hard
So they selfish little roamers
Jumpin girl to girl
Make us meat like burgers
When I get fat
I'm gonna pop me out some leaders
I'm too cool to be a Rocawear model
It didn't really drop that way
My legs hit the hurdle
I'm too cool to be a rocker on a label
It didn't really drop that way
My beats were too evil
But I put away paper for later so I'm stable
A better something better come
So I could get cable
Ghetto pops, food drops
I store them in my stable
I cook em up , pop em down
Eat'em off a table
The village got on the phone
Said the street is comin to town
They wanna check my papers
See what I carry around
Credentials are boring
I burnt them at the burial ground
Don't order me about
I'm an outlaw from the badland
Put away shots for later
So I'm stable
Live in trees chew on feet
Watch lost on cable
Bird flu gonna get you
Made it in my stable
From the crap you drop
On my crop when they pay you.
What's the point of knocking me down?
Everyone knows
I'm already good on the ground
Most of us stay strong
Shit don't really bound us
Then I go on my own
Making bombs with rubber bands
I have my hard down
So I need a man for romance
Streets are making 'em hard
So they selfish little roamers
Jumpin girl to girl
Make us meat like burgers
When I get fat
I'm gonna pop me out some leaders
I'm too cool to be a Rocawear model
It didn't really drop that way
My legs hit the hurdle
I'm too cool to be a rocker on a label
It didn't really drop that way
My beats were too evil
But I put away paper for later so I'm stable
A better something better come
So I could get cable
Ghetto pops, food drops
I store them in my stable
I cook em up , pop em down
Eat'em off a table
The village got on the phone
Said the street is comin to town
They wanna check my papers
See what I carry around
Credentials are boring
I burnt them at the burial ground
Don't order me about
I'm an outlaw from the badland
Put away shots for later
So I'm stable
Live in trees chew on feet
Watch lost on cable
Bird flu gonna get you
Made it in my stable
From the crap you drop
On my crop when they pay you.
Lyrics submitted by feel me loud
Bird Flu Lyrics as written by David James Andrew Taylor Mathangi Arulpragasam
Lyrics © Raleigh Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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Big on the underground What's the point of knocking me down? Everybody knows I'm already good on the ground
Most of us stay strong Shit don't really bound us Then I go on my own Making bombs with rubber bands
I have my hard down So I need a man for romance Streets are making em hard So they selfish little roamers Jumpin' girl to girl Make us meat like burgers When I get fat I'll pop me out some leaders
A protocol to be a Rocawear model? it didn't really drop that way My legs hit the hurdle
A protocol to be a rocker on a label? It didn't really drop that way Our beats were too evil
But I put away paper for later so I'm stable A better something better come So I could get cable Ghetto pops, food drops I store them in my stable I cook em up, pop 'em down Eat me it off ya a table
The village got on the phone Said the street is comin' to town They wanna check my papers See what I carry around Credentials are boring I burnt them at the burial ground Don't order me about I'm an outlaw from the badland
Put away shots for later So I'm stable Live in trees chew on feet Watch lost on cable Bird flu gonna get you Made it in my stable From the crap you drop On my crop when they pay you