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Holy Shit! · Shit Creek Boys · Shorty Shit Stain · Bird · Bird · Bird · Rare Bird · Ted Bird · Bird Sisters · Andrew Bird – and 16 other artists »
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Bird Is The Word!: Big Bird's Favorite Songs · When the Shit Goes Down · Shit on You · This Is the New Shit · Shit on You · Back to the Shit · Fly Shit · The Shit Split · Talking That Shit · Hot Shit – and 380 other albums »
planted in me has gone dry," yeah Big birds flying overhead, who gives a shit? Big birds flying overhead, who gives a shit? When I showed you what I
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood All's well that ends well Outside watering their lawn and shit Birds are chirping, dogs are barking It's
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood All's well that ends well Outside watering their lawn and shit Birds are chirping, dogs are barking It's
A world of cruelty Doesn't do shit for free Birds singing I am sad Soul leaves but I'm not mad Oh, fuck it, yes I am It's either me or them
high so high so high Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by We are the Hill we came to get you high They're are calling me insane why
A beautiful feather floating down To where the birds had shit on empty chapel pews Every morning we found one more machine To mock our ever waning
floating down To where the birds had shit on empty chapel pews Every morning we found one more machine To mock our ever waning patience at the well
should know so let me relapse run up on your ass wit the fours punk nigga i dun told you before Verse 1: Fuck being in a cage man that shit for
yeah [Chorus] Niggas low I'm illatic (whoo) Know who you dealin' with (whoo) Fuck ya pretty whip you niggas ain't killin' shit Every bird I whip
yeah we know Mr. Coles Flew in two days ago to see his fam' But we been watching you, crazily The whole Staten Island shitting on you Wisdom Bird's
man chilla burge shit word shit I slpurge big Scrilla observe when you work spit bird shit killah not to be purterb with herb Shit deala can make me
to cry, ask why Lyrically, I'm worser, don't front the word sick You cursed it, but rehearsed it I drop unexpectedly like bird shit You herbs get, stuck
In ninety-nine, get smart I be the last one you wanna play with Rap committees call me, just to okay shit Focus on me, I grab the mic and drop gems
lead From the fountains at their feet To the bird shit on their head And I can't help but wonder As they lay six feet under Did they die for me Or did
an emotion, it hurts physically. Swans mate for life or so I've heard, which is fitting, because that shit's for the birds. We're running on nothing,
and lice. And a Persian had her eye on the shoebox, I suppose she thought our budgie might be nice. Well the bird shit on the veterinary surgeon, I
nostril, the blocks is hostile There's no pots to piss in, glocks is spittin Rocks cookin underground bodies stiffin, cops look at bird shit Drop
[Lil Wayne] Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird fucking man Junior daddy - shitting on the game You probably see me sitting on the Range I'm
[Lil Wayne] Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird fucking man Junior daddy shitting on the game You probably see me sitting on the Range I'm
outta dodge And say what's happenin' to the captain And say what's up to the sarge Fuck bein' in a cage man, that shit for the birds Charlie drunk,
take shit laughin' nigga, you's a bird I take niggas for everything they got That's why I'm the dog and you not I ain't a dancing nigga, I just move
hit ya like boom bam don't ya know who I am I got this shit by the bird half O-Z or the gram But never ever let a nigga owe you that don't know you
to be the Eminence, to be the Silence - to be the Grave, to be the Sword - to be the War, to be the peace - to be the shit. To be the bird - to be
the void Eat my cold shit Everybody whispers where birds fall dead I smell the yellow sickness churning inside your head Wiping flecks of foam,
was high up in the air, and feeling the turbulence Jumpin' out of planes, wit' no parachute, on some bird shit Flying through the air, with the greatest