Birdy (+) What You Want

Birdy ☆ What You Want

[kung fu sample]

Your kung fu is good, your magic is good

That is why he waited, so my power would dwindle

My power has dimished, then he come to kill me

Yes, but, I know your kung fu is still very good

If you practice again, no one could possibly be your match

Oh, the ancient weapon



[Ghostface Killah]

Yeah, fierce, I travel across seas on glaciers

Four shoguns that got fucked by geishas

Still gracious, still able to twist out darts

Just grew tougher skin from swimming with them sharks

Broken ankle, fucking with them wallabee clarks

Got them bitches still screaming my name (“What up Starks?”)

I’m a bone crusher, ox’ll split your face like a dutch master

No more minks, it’s polar bears from Alaska

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Rocks clumped up, like overcooked rice

I’m nice, you’re the reason why the game went soft

Bland niggas, I come through and season your broth

Like Mr. Dash, I blast, I’m a menace like Dennis

Young Coles, and I’m back from a six month sentence

Rehabilitated, back in the yard, flying heads with barbwires

Stay tying niggas to beds



[kung fu sample]

Can you kill me?

If I didn’t think so, I would not be here waiting for you now

Right, let me see what you got

Forget the tricks, let’s see your kung fu



[Sean Price]

Yo, everybody get paid, everybody get laid

All these bitches dirty, everybody got AIDS

Everybody get played, everybody get sprayed

Everybody do what I say, everybody my maid

P, crack selling, black felon

Gat clap, rat-a-tat-tat, tap melons

Son thugs, one gun, one slug

Shot caller, like, yo, let me speak to Young Muggs

Listen, it’s Mandela, pa

I grab wack MC’s, I smack ’em hella hard

I kill niggas with the birdy big banger

My Wu-Tang niggas call me the 36th Chamber

Lyrical miracle, spit with you rap dudes

Get smacked off the skateboard for not paying rap dues

P, call me the gate keeper

Break haters off your face smoking laced cheeba



[kung fu sample]

Hahahaha, he’s mad, listen to me

You’ve lost your concentration, your magic is gone

That’s why it doesn’t work, you better use your real kung fu



[Trife Diesel]

Yeah, aiyo, she want a thug, not the loyal type

A golden boy to promote it right, sorta like a ill De La Hoya fight

I’m eating good, enjoying life, flawless ice, quick to bag a baller’s wife

With no strings attached, cordless mics

Toilet white S5 fifty with the wrong pipes

Peeling off like snake skin, watch the cobra bite

Over night success story, go and check for me

You rap poorly, that’s why your cassette’s corny

Your money too short for long convo

You in the game hurting, trying to play Rajon Rondo

Millionaire swag, peep your boys ensemble

Jewels heavy, Prince Akeem, Coming to America

Etcetera, whoever sent the kite, kill the messenger

Because I think like the man behind the register

Quick to pull a toaster out, Starks choke ’em out

We over here, counting bread, what ya’ll loaf about?



[kung fu sample]

You finished already? Get up and fight

Hey, let’s get some strength

Let him go til he outlive me

Let’s say he killed my cult, let’s go

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Birdy - What You Want
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