| Yo, Black Birds in the night time sky, overhead stay high
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| Got the world in my eyes
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| Unseen, unheard, but we still stay fly
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| Black birds in the night time sky, in the night time sky
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| Check your position, uh, we on a mission
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| Yo check your position, uh, we on a mission
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| Yo check your position, we on a mission
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| We on a mission
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| Lets not forget the vital facts, my touch is like a spinal tap
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| I got the character and presence that your idols lack
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| Smell you coming from a mile away cause you’re a fake
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| Welcome to the city that can’t sleep, cause what it sees when its awake
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| Under attack i got the cannon, crumble and crack, you rock a handgun
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| Stumbling back, you start to panic, i bring out the facts, you’re propaganda
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| Blueprints, mental architectures hard to match
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| A city of thoughts put my state of mind on map
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| I’m having robot dreams on what it feels like to be human
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| B-1 double 6 E-R, watch me start the revolution
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| Feel a harpoon to your heart, smart move to get lost
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| In a dark room when it costs, your life
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| Yeah it’s difficult, whenever i bring out my temper
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| You got a spotless mind, but your sun won’t shine forever
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| It’s typical, yeah, bring out my temper
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| I got a spotless mind, and my sun will shine forever
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| Black Birds in the night time sky, overhead stay high
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| Got the world in my eyes
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| Unseen, unheard, but we still stay fly
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| Black birds in the night time sky, in the night time sky
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| Check your position, uh, we on a mission
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| Yo check your position, uh, we on a mission
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| Yo check your position, we on a mission
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| We on a mission
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| What a predicament, in slides the villainous character
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| Sly tongue, that got the audience listening
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| At the top of my game like, sniper position
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| Out of your jurisdiction if you’re testing my condition
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| So, keep your distance, too fly to stick with
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| One style for too long, so long, I’m lifted
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| 'Top the clouds the world looks so different
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| A city grid filled up with traveling insects
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| What an existence of handling business
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| Get manhandled on trips, if you’re looking suspicious
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| If ya, fit the description, you fit in a 6 by 10 cell
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| Hell yeah that shit is sadistic
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| I hang with misfits, scholars, and mystics
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| That can see the shot coming 'for the bullets released
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| Got their ear to the street, like they sleeping on newsprint
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| Bring life to the beats, puppeteering the music
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| With so many lies, yo the truth is elusive
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| That’s why we keep moving as we fly through the cumulus clouds
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| And that how we keep our neck out of nooses
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| That’s why, we stay fly
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| Black Birds in the night time sky, overhead stay high
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| Got the world in my eyes
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| Unseen, unheard, but we still stay fly
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| Black birds in the night time sky, in the night time sky
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| Check your position, uh, we on a mission
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| Yo check your position, uh, we on a mission
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| Yo check your position, we on a mission
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| We on a mission |