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Can you hear the sound of the birds calling? The birds calling? Can you hear the sound of the birds singing? Still at the top of the game And I just hopped in that booth They say, "what's happening baby?" They say, "what happened to you?" Yeah, I've been cocky too I can talk it, but walk it too Gettin' high as two cockatoos If you could, you'd be cocky too A lot of these dudes hatin' There's nothing that I can do Cause I be super smooth The truth too hard to chew I guess **** wanna be heard Guess **** wanna get word Guess people wanna be right Guess **** wanna be first Tell **** nеver see their blessings, rеally that is the curse Welcome to Sesame Street, I'm Grouchy, I know these Big Birds Shopping for new [?] [?] I fly the coop Birds of a feather flock together, check the color in that roof I get uncomfortable quick as hiccups so I'm a recluse I'ma be truthful, them **** love me like I'm a recruit Letras de cancionesOoh, Ray Allen that spike **** Tell Ronson after this album I'm back on '09 **** My heart and **** [?] My balcony's in the clouds And if cannabis is the vice, then my vice is a vice, grippin' tight Riddle me wrong, riddle me right and I bet I still [?] Some my guys, some my guys out the [?] And every town that I slide in I'm still good They love me in the 'Chi, in the 'Chi like I'm Phil Brooks I'm Bautista in DC and I be seen in Boston When you see me, you see me, but might not see me out busting He caught a charge, 100 G for the law firm If you beat up a rapper what you gon' see is a songbird Look, tellin' ass **** **** Still tippin' it ain't givin' Mike Jones They givin' out props like that is my go As I defy logic, see these suicide doors That's Olubo's type of hot-line For Lawrence, top five, I'll holla back when rappers stop lyin' I'm gone Can you hear the sound of the birds calling? The birds calling? Can you hear the sound of the birds singing? Can you hear the sound of the birds calling? The birds calling? Can you hear the sound of the birds singing? No clothes in the clouds, it is all birds No sneakers in the sneaker box, all birds No luggage in the trunk mate, it's all birds And I ain't going back, I'ma ball first Ay, all birds No sneakers in the sneaker box, all birds It's all birds, I'ma ball first From Letras Mania