Story Of A Pigeon
Tim's lady, false claims like Liz Chaney
The bitch played thee, come and get the Wiz baby
My life is really weird you should know this already
Let me tell you what I hear, and what I see on the daily
There is no escaping
I know it can be frustrating the way I brush hatred away
I'm ice skating
If you really wanted beef than go kill a cow
Like Liv does every time her stomach growls
I'll send you down to Guadalajara
Where you'll become Loft's father
Have a daughter, run so far you'll end up drowning in the water
Fifty miles on the dot, like the Gahlawat
She will fuck you on the spot, just like Gal Gadot
Cause Ms. G's a wonderful woman when the class is in action
And I'm that thunderous pigeon on the glass I ain't passing
Cause I always fail the shit she hands me
Unlike Bail with this bitch I had no plan B
Yeah
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
Yeah
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
Just two average guys writing in between the lines
Dumbasses never clever enough to be seeing the signs
Like oh shit man he's having trouble getting her up
I think it may be time to go buy a pup
Croweman on the ground about to get the beef stew
Walking into this place it be looking like the zoo
Someone call the Utters to milk these cows (moo)
BMI's 22, tell TKE were through
Lowlifes be smacking dick in the corner
Go down in the basement and tell Becker I warned her
I hear Cap downstairs singing Foreigner
Crowe and I will be recording with nothing to lose
Downstairs be covered with fucken booze
Jack wont be getting up, he hitting snooze
Yeah out here man no one is safe
Our shit be underrated like The Wraith
Yeah
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
Yeah
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
They said sick em' B
I stick to these different beats like I'm histamines
Dirty with my lyrics
You ain't fixing it with Mr. Clean
So get a seat cause you kids are weak
Deleting rappers like they was history
So get me out your mouth bitch
I ain't Listerine and I sure as hell don't let shit get to me
Cause I'm the kid that you would never get to be
Spitting heat, y'all bugging
But you ain't even fly so literally you ain't on shit to me
Don't let these bars go over your head
Cause you gon' run off with my shit like it was Over The Hedge
Your girls legs, yeah they're known to be spread
Like mold on some bread
She saw my bills and how they holding their breath
Until they turn blue talking I'm a hurt you and merc you
Put you in the dirt too
Show you what a nurse do
The nurse dude got the nurse loot
Sick as bird flu
Croweman dropped a song so I had to spit a verse too
Digit
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
Yeah
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
The bitch played thee, come and get the Wiz baby
My life is really weird you should know this already
Let me tell you what I hear, and what I see on the daily
There is no escaping
I know it can be frustrating the way I brush hatred away
I'm ice skating
If you really wanted beef than go kill a cow
Like Liv does every time her stomach growls
I'll send you down to Guadalajara
Where you'll become Loft's father
Have a daughter, run so far you'll end up drowning in the water
Fifty miles on the dot, like the Gahlawat
She will fuck you on the spot, just like Gal Gadot
Cause Ms. G's a wonderful woman when the class is in action
And I'm that thunderous pigeon on the glass I ain't passing
Cause I always fail the shit she hands me
Unlike Bail with this bitch I had no plan B
Yeah
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
Yeah
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
Just two average guys writing in between the lines
Dumbasses never clever enough to be seeing the signs
Like oh shit man he's having trouble getting her up
I think it may be time to go buy a pup
Croweman on the ground about to get the beef stew
Walking into this place it be looking like the zoo
Someone call the Utters to milk these cows (moo)
BMI's 22, tell TKE were through
Lowlifes be smacking dick in the corner
Go down in the basement and tell Becker I warned her
I hear Cap downstairs singing Foreigner
Crowe and I will be recording with nothing to lose
Downstairs be covered with fucken booze
Jack wont be getting up, he hitting snooze
Yeah out here man no one is safe
Our shit be underrated like The Wraith
Yeah
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
Yeah
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
They said sick em' B
I stick to these different beats like I'm histamines
Dirty with my lyrics
You ain't fixing it with Mr. Clean
So get a seat cause you kids are weak
Deleting rappers like they was history
So get me out your mouth bitch
I ain't Listerine and I sure as hell don't let shit get to me
Cause I'm the kid that you would never get to be
Spitting heat, y'all bugging
But you ain't even fly so literally you ain't on shit to me
Don't let these bars go over your head
Cause you gon' run off with my shit like it was Over The Hedge
Your girls legs, yeah they're known to be spread
Like mold on some bread
She saw my bills and how they holding their breath
Until they turn blue talking I'm a hurt you and merc you
Put you in the dirt too
Show you what a nurse do
The nurse dude got the nurse loot
Sick as bird flu
Croweman dropped a song so I had to spit a verse too
Digit
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
Yeah
This is the story of a Pigeon
I've been cooking in kitchen
Try to stack some ammunition
I am the freakin pigeon
You ain't hittin my position
I got some big ambitions
So I take off on my mission
Credits
Writer(s): J. Caromano
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