My cousin used to say, if he had wings on his back, and he was able to fly, he would

Get everything he wanted, cause his limits to sky, you know what I'm saying?

Famous words from Excalibur, far poetic right here, check it out

Check it out, bird feather fly by myself, now where the ers better I view, I see just

Like the third letter word, ever drinking makes me swerve better, crashes on this earth

Better, all alone, make this sound, look just how the dirt get us, Lord let us take you

On the ride, like corny aisle, unique with style, falls flow like snow on my style, then

Drift a while, to make a call I sundial, with hot tamale styles to pin your piles down

Now it hits like ow, but I avoid the turns, balls to the point, like dancing like the

Law, stay firm, to the point how I dust by, on a loving love side, flowing through a lush

Sky, without a need to duck by trees or such, we ease it up, fast forward the process, we

Speed it up, get deep as fuck, so I'ma know the point and cause, it's for all of y'all

Jackson style off the wall

Who want the rhyme that was made to inspire, bird feather gonna take you higher, with long

Face first end to the fire, well I'ma take your way past your desire, who want the rhyme

That was made to inspire, bird feather gonna take you higher, with long face first end

To the fire, well I'ma take your way past your desire

I drift the same, although the world may change, following your hair, a little bit staying

On your brain, to alleys and lanes, so nothing but pain, to homeless people holding nothing

But shame, give music aim, and yet make it a fun filled game, got more points to A and

B for planes and trains, yeah, I could rap about the guns and stuff, yeah, I could rely

On the consciousness, but that's a fable, like a wild horse on my stable, move slow

Like Mabel flow through points, I'm able, to reach in time, to rhyme the beats and I'm

Sitting in the center of a win and win chime, final item, me and Native American shrines

Analogy, is a specialty of mine, like our cool cat, only eats what it needs, what's

Left behind, for the sound of life, it's me

Who want the rhyme that was made to inspire, bird feather gonna take you higher, but don't

Face first end to the fire, well I'ma take your way past your desire

Who want the rhyme that was made to inspire, bird feather gonna take you higher, but don't

Face first end to the fire, well I'ma take your way past your desire

I fly free through the underground tunnel yet above, I travel to what will be is now

Or was, queen has been demoted, my people are trapped in walls, so we spray paint our

Walls to give us freedom of thought, break beats and dances delegating wild laws, while

The speech of emcees now states the cause, but I blow the feather from the hand, the

Plan for it to extend, like glancing through the land, expanding while the bird may catch

The eyes of fans, feathers fall and land into the hands of a woman or man, now along they

Know the reason why the caged bird sings, every song's for somebody to cling

Who want the rhyme that was made to inspire, bird feather gonna take you higher, but don't

Face first end to the fire, well I'ma take your way past your desire

Who want the rhyme that was made to inspire, bird feather gonna take you higher, but don't

Face first end to the fire, well I'ma take your way past your desire

We out

We out