Adriana Furs

One, two

You still don't...

Hey

Three little birds flew by

Inside of this airport

It's like they serving time

Birds, what are you in for?

If I could, I would open up

A window or door

One, two

One, two

Yeah

Drinking in the sky

Like I'm sippin the rain

Pay my rent in LA

Tons of friends in GA

Brownstone in Bed-Stuy

What if I woulda stayed?

One time I fainted on the train

That was a hell of a day

I write intelligent shit

In an irrelevant way

I got invaluable data

I need a better display

I keep moving like a screensaver

Till I arrive at Green Acres

My scene's a result of machine labor

And Dave stays energetic

And Riff holds a giant weapon

You can bet that my company is electric

The least determined challenge

Of a beast or burden

When the cart's before the horse

To change the course

And fill the serving size

Wonder why two plugs plugged in foreign outlets

Globalizing sex

Still die when they tent my houses

The money's where my mouth is

Betting man, steady hand, cool Luke Cage

Backstruck a poser with his dukes up

Another tape to self-destruct

Living on the edge of tomorrow

I stole the present tense

The beggars had to borrow

And they better not be choosy

'Cause they can't be

Gotta cook what you got up in the pantry

One time I made pasta with black beans

Once

Spelling bee

Repeat the word after that means

Stall tactic

Triple X, that's a turkey

I'm a hat trick

Game day, I'm all in

Y'all talking practice

Graphic design is my passion

You gotta categorize mine

With classic sight line height

Like a Jurassic beast

The air shifting

I'm underground and off air

So bear with me

I got trees but no leaves

Share with me

See my screen

I repost, care with me

Give a fuck at least, shit

I would say peep script

But teachers quit teaching cursive

Hey yo, you make me nervous

Salute me in the line of service

Stand by the urinal

The funeral

A man determined

Witness the horrors

Of the modern man upright

A hominid uptight

The truly an amusement

For solution building

Reboot to the truth

Peep the computer villain

I'm on the ceiling

'Cause the axes is flipped

Don't even ask why jackets is ripped

You don't know we fall

You know the algorithm's normally soft

The system caught a virus

The recordings is lost

The whole goal was absorbed in the sauce

And they done fucked up

Stuck in the window

Can't get to the sky

Little bird in the thick of it

Watching pigs fly

Polynesian Icarus

Feathers in the roast pork

Deportation eminent

Coyote in the road fork

Spoiled sport

McEnroe the final blow's a backhand

Baby powder shower

Dust the fingerprints to understand