Woorden:
Kind Of Like Spitting One Bird One Stone

one bird, one stone. one father, one son. patriarchy like a toll. you have to get out. when you're tired, must be stoned. if you're hyper than you

one bird, one stone. one father, one son. patriarchy like a toll. you have to get out. when you're tired, must be stoned. if you're hyper than you're

or the highway There's no way it's your way, spit a piece of wood and I'll be there If it's stone then you'll find me, it's over like 1999 be Meet me

sign Flex one of us and I'm a find you Bullet rips through your chest and hits the bitch behind you Killed two birds with one stone You're laying in

talking about Should I begin to spit it just like the wind Show my power take flight and quickly ascend Like a bird beating my wings to the pulse of nature

talking about Should I begin to spit it just like the wind Show my power take flight and quickly ascend Like a bird beating my wings to the pulse of

my empires to the ground... [Verse 2] Ya, amazingly, Cask of Amanciatto Cracks wide open and vibrates your bravado So I escape, body-bagging, like I'm kinda like