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deep dickollective - fly free كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
not a plane (hi), it’s a bird
that’s a bird, it’s a plane
you know when you get tired (tired)
you don’t wanna be around anymore (word)
you get sick of everything (yeah)
it’s time to fly free (fly free)

[verse 1]
(sound of breath intake)
the weed hits
lyrics rise like a phoenix
i free spit
the heat would dry it like arizona
i swear the vultures are tryna tear me apart
wack jobs, turkeys that embarrass the art
swallow my substance, you kickin’ rubbers like pigeons eat
i’m comin’ with the messages like pigeon feet
since i hatch with thе wicked raps
i’ve been kickin’ facts, it’s fact
like a phеasant while you n_ggas relax
grab the planet like a baby bird, nurse it to health
the world is coo_coo (cooo), we only hurtin’ ourself
but two can, maybe three or more can turn to love
change is slower than a turtle dove
being a well to n_ggas heard
i be like big bird on sesame street
deep d_ck with h_lla reach like a pelican beak
more peeps than a chicken’s offspring
the cardinal rule, the fly free every time that i sing
the bald eagle when i run outta rhymes
i wing it
(i sing it, i wing it) (yeah)
[verse 2]
i’m a country old bird with big wings to fly
spider’s feed ‘em from mountain high and valley low
i go in the direction of echo
somebody’s callin’ my name and it sounds like “oh!”
freedom, the nest where i rest when i’m put to the test
to weather the storms that attempt to vex
rise and spread wings
sing my deferred dreams
spell the raisin in the sun from where the moon beams
a country black crow
betta act like ya know
shuck corn like i shuck corn
a rhyme from negros
flip rhymes like i flip birds
i can cause i can_can
fly free, yo
i’m thinkin’ of a master plan

[chorus]
fly free
whatever, whatever, you wanna wanna be ([?])

[verse 3]
let your shine fly free
let the game be your happy
when a mountain seems too high
and you see cloudy blue skies
and you won’t be feelin’ the cold, no lie (no lie)
g_ylord mcs stay high (stay high)
break off
baby takin’ all your sh_t, just shake it off
let all costs if you try to avenge yourself
centered on the friends
trying to get revenge
why don’t you squeeze the syringe
and go on a drug binge
hook the noose to the hinge
there’s a test of your faith and evidence
character endurance
reassurance, for the deranged bitter bruised
they bare bitter fruit and strange roots
show love be different at the root
walk around the street
avoiding the devil’s steady heat
cold ‘n slushy mesh
you can meet the concrete
between up and pumps and look hard
make ‘em scream (fly free) oh my lord (lord, lord, lord)
[chorus]
fly free
whatever, whatever, you wanna wanna be fly free
whatever, whatever, whatever you wanna be

[verse 4]
from the cradle to the grave
can’t enable the slave, the sound wave
the racist g_ngb_ngers out the labor
the paper with sheepskins and megaphone emission and then
and then some from under the bridge
i’m comin’ ya wonder
and then the rapper’s request
we have from lightning and thunder
catch some raps from the ways of crime
saying some thing
acquire the [?] of opinion
yeah i look sad and tired
but thinkin’ that things would change
that styles and dress mode would bode better for the future
now i’m stuck with a soul of minutiae
[?] from a range of executions
i’ve been switchin’ to earth
playin’ angel been my tangle for angle
for whatever it’s worth
until the day of my birth
[verse 5]
mass got me on my knees like kunta kinte
put a movement on the earth, my name ain’t toby
so you wanna be the one to hold me down
but your arms ain’t long enough to fit around
what i got playing hopscotch on the devil’s grassy field
you best believe i (pop) pray (pop) that i make (pop) you know i got the sk!ll
to jump out the rhyme
i double back again
catchin’ hold of beats like a fine woman’s hand
me the microphone again
young negro, hero
livin’ in an ancient land
comin’ with the ddc
tryin’ to erase the pages of ya messed up history
see all them little phobias takin’ control of your mind
i see you lookin’ all the reigns on the head front line
twisted that the lips filled with that cross i hate
the judgement day cometh and there’ll be no escape

[chorus]
fly free
whatever, whatever, whatever you wanna be (will you tell me once again)
‘na be
fly free
whatever, whatever, whatever you wanna be
(vocals)

- deep dickollective

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