Bird School

[Chorus]

Yo, you could pull a rabbit out a hat, that's tricky

I know where there's twelve thousand birds in a chimney

Your kinda witchcraft take a lot of practice

My kinda witchcraft show up in the Atmos

[Verse 1]

Yo, sent you a pin

And a date in September, lemme pencil you in

You could spend your whole summer hiding birds in your coat

But come one fall eve, 6:30 on the nose

On a grassy knoll, by a school of brick

I'll be sipping something diet with a lime on the rim

I'll be slicing up a kiwi, 'bout the size of my fist

About to put you on the science of the migrating Swift

You like, "I didn't come for sciencе, I had come for a trick"

You had come for some magic, dummy, shut-up and sit

Thеre's a couple thousand other people doing the same

To see a miracle, smoke and mirrors ruins the frame

[Chorus]

I'm saying yo, you could link solid metal rings, that's tricky

Ten birds circling a middle school dizzy

Choosing a location to pause

Along the route to Venezuela, well away from the frost

Yes, yes, y'all, I'm fried y'all

[Verse 2]

Vaux's Swifts, loyal to the neighbors, for example

This chimney been a favorite since the '80s

By seven, it was several hundred birds

The show is a slow burn, though it only take a moment to turn

Here a thou', there another

Synchronized swimmers doing aerials above us

A prayer for the lovers, catch this

Your kinda witchcraft take a lotta practice

My kinda witchcraft ain't about distraction

Yo, focus on the throwdown

Sorcery so absurd even Merlin had his phone out

7:15 like a Sistine Chapel

Wearing particle effects projected to seem natural

Sunset, jaw-dropping avian performance

The patterns are mathematics, the algorithm enormous

And growing, headline, not to be foul

Reads, "Earth mother posterizes wands into flowers"

[Chorus]

And yo, you could turn a wand into flowers, that's tricky

Over 10K cyclone, above the city

Your kinda witchcraft take a lotta angles

My kinda witchcraft witness to the angels

You could levitate a volunteer, that's tricky

Twelve stacks hit the tornado in a tizzy

An act the likes of which we've

Never seen, even when there's nothing up the sleeve

Yes, yes, y'all, I'm starving

[Interlude]

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[Verse 3]

Yo, the funneling of Swifts into brick

Cylinders is seriously some mystical shit

I mean... dare I say astonishing?

Fuck it, I'ma say it, it's astonishing

That's truth, stranger, that's a true banger

Plus, they put the show on every day for a month

Now I appreciate my card has found its way to the top of the whole deck

But homie, you just can't make this shit up

As for the homie I showed, I remember smoke from the ears

I heard he had to move home, hasn't spoke in a year

Well shit - that's not supposed to happen

Then again, that's classic action-reaction

[Chorus]

Yo, you could pull a rabbit out a hat that's tricky

Twelve thousand birds disappear into a chimney

Your kinda witchcraft take a lotta practice

My kinda witchcraft show up in the Atmos

[Outro]

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