BirdFlu

I'm big on the underground, what's the point of knocking me down?

Everyone knows, I'm already good on the ground

Most of us stay strong, shit don't really bound us

Gon' go on my own, making bombs with rubber bands

Have my heart down, so I need a man for romance

Streets are making 'em hard, so they're selfish little roamers

Jumping girl to girl, make us meat like burgers

When I get fat, I'm gon' pop me out some leaders

Protocol to be a Rocawear model?

It didn't really drop that way, my legs hit the hurdle

Protocol to be a rocker on a label?

It didn't really drop that way, my beats were too evil

Now I put away paper for later so I'm stable

Bet there's something better come, gotta get cable

Ghetto pops, food drops, stored up in my stable

Pop 'em up, pop 'em down, eat 'em off the table

Village got on the phones said the street is coming to town

They wanna check my papers, see what I carry around

Credentials are boring, I burnt them at the burial ground

Don't order me about, I'm an outlaw from the badlands

Put away shots for later, so I'm stable

Live in trees, chew on feet, watch Lost on cable

Bird flu gonna get you, made it in my stable

From the crap you drop, on my crop when they pay you