• Title:Pigeon
  • Artist:Cannibal Ox
  • Album:The Cold Vein
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  • Languages:en
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    Pigeon - Cannibal Ox
    Metallic wing pigeon
    Cannibal Ox

    Birds of the same feather flock together
    Congested on a majestic street corner
    That's a short time goal for most of 'em
    'Cause most of 'em
    Would rather expand their wings and hover over greater things
    That's what we call inspired flight
    By the pigeons that gotta eat pizza crust every night
    And Let there be light was understood
    When a mic-stand descended from up-and-above into the hood
    And if my face is worth a thousand words when it's scarred
    I would only hope that two of those are coco and butta
    To heal the wounds of the tissue scarred to mark the death of my womb
    But I've graduated got my wings
    And you've got to let go of my constructed Lego egg-o-waffle halo
    Eh yo I'm a black man with an African
    Drum in my chest that beats on the opposite of the right
    Let me know I got a breath left
    In this frigid fragile capsule
    That allows you to fly south before the winter winds trap you
    I wrap my hell I made it wetsuit stitch
    So I can swim in elevators crazy wet through piss
    I'm just a pigeon with one mile left
    That doggy-paddles through this b******t ocean of death
    And these rags-to-riches words will break bones
    Like the assassination of two birds with one stone
    That's why I don't associate with bird brains with their beaks in the air
    Pelicans with wide jaws yap names for fish heads
    You'll get tossed in the flames
    Where some ornithologist will find your skeletal frame
    Eskimo me-dal doctrine locked in oxygen shell
    Words shot plated metal lung which spun kids' carrousel
    Mega alarm technoloid these boys fight four arms swinging two toes very well
    Terror toys jubilated mega noise when iron works
    Bullet shot animated mad windows with fireworks
    Shinin' summer-time hydrants
    Splash passing cars now run ghetto tyrants
    These faces carry scars mega large
    Pigeons turn penguins talk fables cellular
    Detached Christ's Word
    But freeze-frame gold chain swing Son of God
    Iceberg gem shines on the neck of ghetto flight bird
    Getting fly like word
    Let it settle
    I remember cats snatched off the pedal stealin' bike days
    Doo-rags worn tight Piranha bite ways
    Smoke cheeba through the lung Arabian camel
    Fast like a cheeta now I'm knocked off my African sandal
    God damn you Ethiopian skin mechanical
    Trapped in ghetto's mega-yard where mega-hard
    Arms swingin' metal palms iron skin leopard
    Holding evil metal eagle attach the desert
    Paranoid fingertips stitched with three-fifty plus seven metal s**t
    Tucked behind the belt ghetto style like delicate street etiquette
    Never lacked toast metal cow got milk in the gut settlin'
    Cats gotta eat swallow beef horribly melanin mahogany
    Black boys feed face arachnoid
    Eight arms working short circuit manufactured crack melted
    Slinging shot guns through the mouth of cracked helmets black felt it
    Cats who pop flows shot heavy through the nostril
    Brain sizzle grab the pistol and get hostile
    He caught you alone fuse blown
    Unemployed screaming That's why I robbed you
    Tired of the Medicaid deaded by the car Novocain filled with lemonade
    You better get a job mother talked just another hawk
    He nearly aided bodega food stamp transaction
    Left me in corners buckled me accompanied by evil hands clappin'
    Rockin' my hell I made it wetsuit stitch
    I rock my simulated air tank bit
    So I can leave pressures of oxygen where my mic's lit
    I'm just a pigeon