Ja Will - cagedbird

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[intro] (that sounds like ozzy) [verse 1: jawill] I fell out the nest with a few broken bones and a fractured skull Picked myself up through the ash and smoke, flyin' while our ashes smoke Rings is catchin' fire while i'm flappin' home So i cross these lands and storms like pat mahomes Toss me like he castin' stone, you niggas got some plastic notes While this bird song make 'em listen like a pastor spoke God took the former diss nigga just to ask you folks Is flyin' really flyin' if before you go, you ask before? It ain't no permission, on a mission when we takin' flights Actin' like an eagle ain't gon' treat you when we take the sky Leave you at the theater, get you left if you ain't playin' right Your latest tunes is baby food, can't bite you with my appetite Niggas ain't as half as nice Bravado my motto, my pride is too big to swallow These niggas stupid and hollow, you see the music is bottled From pain in lightnin' in bottles, take a sip, and take a hit of gelato Hit the clip 'fore my eyes close, and let the wind carry Been buried, dirt is on my face as a reminder That the sin carried on through my age as a child Now i'm sittin' [?] out your shame, stop complyin' When i open up this cage, i'ma get back to flyin' [chorus: jawill] If the caged bird sings, then the caged bird's wings Will carry this bird 'til the caged bird free If freedom is the land the caged bird can't reach Then life is not an option when that caged bird bleeds If the caged bird sings, then the caged bird's wings Will carry this bird 'til the caged bird free If freedom is the land the caged bird can't reach Then life is not an option when that caged bird bleeds [verse 2: nuke franklin] Ayy, these ain't only verses i been scribin' I been jottin' journal entries down to pick at my environment Preachin' gospel over sounds of coppas' sirens, pistols firin' Been alignin' with my faith, the only thing that keep me grounded 'til i'm six feet in the ground and dirt surround me I give a blueprint to lil' black kids, we on some new shit Like how he do this, and how he do that, a mountain i stacked Of dead white faces, but kept it pro-black, you gotta know that Been spooked by the doorstep, like fuckin' where the whores at A pistol i can blow at, i lay the gold on my neck So i can flex on my set, that's how they want it, i guess For fifty acres and mules, need reparations and jets Figured they severed my wings, so that's the best i could get They stripped us back, gave us minimum, so we settled for less A different cage than my uncles, with both, they buried the key These walls collapsin' on me, my only wish is be free How we alive but ain't livin'? my eyebrows to the ceilin' Redesignin' my heaven, ain't tryna die 'fore i get it Penny pinchin' in ten minutes cultivated my lineage Found the script, now i'm flippin' it, i'ma ball for my syndicates Want it all for my niggas 'nem Reachin' out, tryna touch the sky, i been stretchin' my ligaments From an ultra block to the top of the [?], i'm kickin' it Flew right over agendas, i can't conform to no censorship Ghetto jesus, i'm really it, huh
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