Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Caged Birds, artist - Apollo Brown. Album song Gas Mask, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.05.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Caged Birds |
Man I dont know what I thought |
But thats how it is |
Haha |
Yeah |
From time to time |
You try to find direction you know what I mean? |
And usually |
The path to where you need to go is right there in front of you |
But you gotta open your eyes and pay attention |
Yeah, The Left |
This the song of a caged bird |
Cause when I go out and search for something else |
Every time I find myself |
Right back on the stage; |
back in the booth |
Back in that notebook to continue writing the truth |
Even when my paper’s low and my wife start fussin' |
I go straight to the lab like she ain’t said nothin' |
I tried going back to school (but it didn’t work) |
I even pursued a different career (that was even worse) |
? |
stated at first but Jay was quite clear |
Man you are who you are 'fore you got here |
That’s part of destiny a bond you can never sever |
It gotta be carried out no matter the weather |
So if my lord decreed this for me |
Then I submit in totality til the death of me |
Every man was born with his own legacy |
Rather international or a local celebrity |
Cause I’m an emcee |
A title that became a part of me like it was my anatomy |
It’s my reality story of an artist starving |
Or the story of an artist on his way to stardom |
I’m an emcee |
A title that became a part of me like it was my anatomy |
It’s my reality story of an artist starving |
Or the story of an artist on his way to stardom |
Yeah |
I live in a? |
like? |
After school who wanna grab you |
Swift dollars attract a few who recruit distracted youth |
I refuse to? |
I moved out |
That ain’t cool I guess |
I know my home, I ain’t mad at you |
Too much of my time I coulda spent tryna get my momma livin' in a life of luxury |
See that attractive view, we imagined? |
double digits |
Succeed or keep runnin' at it til I can’t fuckin breathe on my? |
They call it Statistics |
Street shit is addictive he wanted? |
If he didn’t end up in the cemetery he woulda been a defendant |
Cause I’m an emcee |
A title that became a part of me like it was my anatomy |
It’s my reality story of an artist starving |
Or the story of an artist on his way to stardom |
I’m an emcee |
A title that became a part of me like it was my anatomy |
It’s my reality story of an artist starving |
Or the story of an artist on his way to stardom |
From the second the beat drops you can feel the adrenaline rush just as soon as |
the head knocks |
Rappin' for the real when they step to the center stage |
The nucleus of the rap game will never fade |
Will never change for the corporate |
If they never endorse us they |
They gotta mission that’s more important |
Reestablishing what the game has lost |
The theme music of life something that never costs |
Aight |
Pimp listen — I’ma be Jim Henson |
You muckers stuck on that tough shit |
If you look up, you see X on the set of strings |
I’m never neck and neck with the next team |
You? |
you better respect? |
Threaten the flesh better than best |
Ten steps ahead I never rest |
I write and go to war don’t never want the Vet status |
Since I heard a veteran don’t gotta fight no more |
Crack doors open I go in |
Cause I’m an emcee |
A title that became a part of me like it was my anatomy |
It’s my reality story of an artist starving |
Or the story of an artist on his way to stardom |
I’m an emcee |
A title that became a part of me like it was my anatomy |
It’s my reality story of an artist starving |
Or the story of an artist on his way to stardom |