Tropical Birds and Reading the Mornings Paper

Lyrics

Ill, ill It's like tropical birds you beat in the morning's paper It's like tropical birds and reading the morning's paper It's a caper It's like tropical birds and reading the morning's paper It's how we kill Yo It's like tropical birds and reading the morning's paper Like tropical birds and reading the morning's paper, he pulled the paper nanny in the orphan maker. This Outlook is how I came to kill. Yo yo with crossbows a crawl landed on my crossbow, meet me at the crossroads, freestyle flows, the cigarettes Sparks Bowl You can't fuk with this freestyle closest Drinking vanilla shakes freestyle flows is great like old Apes, it's white freestyle flows attack and snipe, freestyle flows as how they Grant it on the planet. Freestyle flows, just how you couldn't understand it. Freestyle flows is black, like, the universe and I'm soon the first stop loss is ill. It's all together, we all together. Yo yo We move up off this freestyle Flows attacking the Abyss Opinion. Freestyle closed might make you pissed but we break open faces, freestyle Flows In assassinating. All you Organizations, you can't fuk with this. Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Slap you with a pot of noodles. Hey man, petting poodles my words, run it over by the Oodles. I step in with cock gauges live for 8 Just my Rhymes just like flipping through old comic book pages It's like a joke from Pilot you deserve it The Earth tried to go against God and got murdered I crashed on a farm on a planet called Asia. Lift up a tractor in 15 and Deja. Mitch Match socks on kicking the jukebox on. We sold the pots pointy, boys, toothpicks and popsicles a rap obstacle, the dirty lost pistol in the game room 2 chicks. Slurping my cock trickle Or in the back, both hands in my coat pocket Whispered to a child, when you see the enemies throw chop it We in the fields like ducky, boys. A Plucky noise, old rusty, monkey wrench pin. Wobble of funky. Pinch. You got a crunchy. Pinch. I never a country pinch When it goes down. I popped the joy ride all Swing her back while I rock. And it's still a raps Cuz it's not far reaches back. And a propeller cap And old Smokies. Pancake House little your face is full of needles The Hops. Got your ass up out of here? I'm woke . Poetry is ill. I'll bet you a great goal White topical bird in reading the morning's paper No birds in reading the morning's paper It's like topical birds and reading the morning's paper Shit is ill. It's like tropical prayers and meeting them mornings paper. Cabin crunch. Yo yo, I'm march on, you reached out, flows of beef jerky, you can't fuk with this. Yo a bow, never curtsy, freestyle flows from dispersed G. Like Adam Palms, freestyle flows and hit you with Nate pom and agent orange in the limbs freestyle, floors attack like Gang Green. You can't fuk with it. Yo, I'm the subliminal criminal ill, General, you can't fuk with this chop your ass in the kibble, freestyle flows. You couldn't get wet, it's in the griddle, it's in the grain, it's in the granite. It's in the Pebbles freestyle flows and hit you on higher levels. Yo, yo, you can't fuk with this wrote this shit in blood with a feather freestyle flow is just pleasure is his obsession is measured, pop a niggga by the sand barrier Slither, throat in the guard Tower, you can't fuk with us. We the American poets. Freestyle flows is how we hit you in your gullet, slice. Open your belly, freestyle flows. Just how I stashed the hammer. You couldn't get with my grammar. Freestyle flows. Just slam you down? Like new dominoes, I bring drama to hoes. I like bitches. I like classy. And classy cars and freestyle flows and Tackle lock your ass Behind Bars deep in the dungeons to call like the tundra. You can't fuk with this licorice in a napkin we call like the Aspens and we swooping in dirty. Bobsleds can't fuk with this freestyle. Flows is infrared, copy you from water towers you can't fuk with This Is War. Cloud is Wu Tang yo and we classic monsters reached out for his attack. You and black shots, you like Contra back in the days Feast out flows, just Pacman you couldn't get with this because this is how I attack, man. Like, ninjas in the chimney, we woo tang niggas yo and you are enemies. If you can't fuk with, This ill. Lyrics to get you abducted. You can't see it reached out