Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Caged Birds, artist - Aceyalone. Album song Magnificent City, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.02.2006
Record label: That Kind of
Song language: English
Caged Birds |
| Some birds don’t deserve to be caged |
| They gotta fly away and search for the waves |
| Bein locked up is worse than the grave |
| I live by the words on the page — I know! |
| Some birds don’t deserve to be caged |
| They gotta fly away and search for the waves |
| Bein held down is worse than the grave |
| I live by the words on the page — I say! |
| I jumped on the planet and I landed on both feet |
| Tippy-toed across the continent, on the dope beat |
| Settled in the mainland ghetto by the sand trap |
| Rocked to a handclap until I got my band back |
| Thoughts came thick in a ball of confusion |
| A wall of belusion it’s all so amusin |
| I laughed at the pain sometimes with a straight face |
| Just another hate case, you control your fate Ace! |
| Long walks down the lonely road turned path paved |
| Bask in the cascade, grey clouds circle me |
| Tuned to the channel so their energy will work on me |
| All in the cut like surgery and burnt to the third degree |
| Internally, avoid an away story |
| 40 and slip of tongue, tryin to bring the poison noise |
| Step in the spot like I’m not that popular |
| Eyes like binoculars, I’m so Hip-Hopular |
| Been on the air since Greg had a Mac attack |
| Now they all CrackerJack, that’s a fact, smell me |
| How can you tell me what I haven’t already heard |
| Forty-three, 43rd, listen and observe |
| First flew the coop when they tried to cage a rocking bird |
| Lookin for the truth in the booth when I serve |
| Never clip the wings if they seem a little out of touch |
| Let 'em fly free please, don’t try to box 'em up |
| I open a lot cause I smash it with brute force |
| Flew over the roof, headed North on a crash course |
| Eagle eyes spot 'em all, groundhog peekin out |
| Stickin out against the whack world while they freakin out |
| Wasn’t 'sposed to go but I just didn’t wanna wait |
| Been had a ticket but the Chattanooga’s runnin late |
| Hate never had a lover good as I been to her |
| Couldn’t put an end to her, cause she got followers |
| Whole flock of spitters and swallowers, wow |
| Intregrity didn’t have a home 'til I gave him one |
| and diamonds, God said say no more |
| Find a piece of mind like a needle in the haystack |
| Grind on the real on the playback, ready for the at-tack |
| Seatack, cry me a riverboat |
| If I don’t fly back, still gotta give 'em hope |
| Stand and delivery, first class rain or shine |
| Pain of mine in a pantomime glass chilled |
| Where was your genie when you needed her for real |
| Buildin my art from the parts that they overlooked |
| Fuse lit from the last match in the book |
| Stand in adrenaline, pumped through the resevoir |
| Plucked out the air cause he didn’t sit duck |
| Pretty as the peacock who can’t even leave the ground |
| Let the heart glide on, don’t buy the muck |