[Intro: Teebird]
Yo, yo, word is bond
Form like Voltron
Uh, uh keep it gritty, huh

[Hook: Errbody]
W-w-we got the birds, so flee out the burbs
You better quit gum flapping or it's gun clapping
You know we got the verse
We got the birds, speak out your hearse
You might lose an appendage or we might
Write your death sentence with these nouns and verbs

[Verse 1: Algernon]
Birds learned to hop, man walked up right
We never really talk, it only makes you uptight
Eyes to the sky take a rare chance to fly
I’ll leave you a stone where your ancestors lie
Engraved on it, my promise will be a target
Celestial air strike get a comet to bomb it
And my condolence, doesn’t mean I condone it
It means it’s my life and I can’t just disown it
Highlander, live and die by the blade
Everyday a new fight and a new grave
Love lost life lost surviving in my scars
A face made of war paint a God in the stars
Calling out to me, calling out to you
A manifest destiny so what you gonna do
Face up to your fate, or slowly back down
Either way I have to leave you cold on the ground
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