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"Birds & tHe Beez" is a track by ScHoolboy Q, from the album Setbacks, released 11th January 2011. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q] Straight to the block, to the hood, to a spot Cocaine to a rock, deuce deuce in a sock Every dollar closer to a drop Every drop is closer to a cop Every cop is closer to a cell Hit the cell, your ticket right to hell No job, no bail No fam, no meal Institution another nigga, fail Go from pussy to a prison tale Fuck that, I quit while I'm ahead Ship my music off like Amistad Turn it up and hear the ghetto pledge Live righteous, nigga, like my brother said King Tut, Martin Luther Malcolm X, but I'm the shoota' Top ramen, knowledge for the noodle Finally gettin' praised, yeah, kudos Doin' bad, still love and need Connect said it's somethin' up his sleeve Said, I rather bust off them keys Yeah, nigga, Birds And The Beez Birds And The Beez Birds And The Beez [Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q] Wanna do a song, but it's hard to carry on And my daughter hungry, sittin' home And my girl, she said she feelin' lone' I can tell it's over in her tone Only time I call is for a loan She'd be stressin', so depressin' Always worried every time a lil' nigga gone Stay strong for the future, stick together, yeah, suture Get a couple whips, yeah Kunta Schoolboy, but gangsta was his tutors Say the money be the root of evil Look around and see what it do to people Veins full of heroin usin' PCP inject the body with a needle Lord help us, swear to God Dope dealers, get a job Keep it real, this shit ain't really cool Bein' in a cell, you ain't alive Niggas quick to show out over cheese Love to help the devil do a deed So I rather bust off them keys? Yeah, nigga, Birds And The Beez Birds And The Beez Birds And The Beez Birds And The Beez [Chorus: ScHoolboy Q] Tired of the same ol' shit Niggas they fakin' it Niggas out here livin' foul Better yet they flagrant Keep these niggas right up out the game Get these niggas right up out my lane I just wanna do this fuckin' music, boy and leave this dope alone and count my change [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Q, I wanna see you do your thang Entertainment business livin' limelight Hop on every track and move them trains Show these motherfuckers that you been tight, then they ever been It's evident that you intelligent, but you can't escape that life And for you, my nigga, I would sacrifice myself to make it just to see you hold the mic And hit the stage and rock the set But it's hard to change when you from the set Won't you think about it nigga, life or death Life of a cracker, I’d like to hang you by the neck Do you wanna see the boys in jet, or you wanna see them runway jets? Fly to Singapore, one way that, tell the pilot we got stacks on deck Swear to God, it's hard out here for a young black man to live If you don't do it for yourself, then please do it for your kids My nigga, won't you tell Michelle, I love your daughter? Please don't let her grow up life without a father Look at what you bought her, money couldn't buy All she need is love, put that shit aside At the same time, know they gotta eat Know you got to hustle, make ends meet Gotta make time, gotta get a grind, gotta push the line, HGC, no A/C Got the block hot, you keep runnin', cops say "freeze" Blue pill, red pill, choose now, Birds or the Beez Birds or the Beez Birds or the Beez [Chorus: ScHoolboy Q] Tired of the same ol' shit Niggas they fakin' it Niggas out here livin' foul Better yet they flagrant Keep these niggas right up out the game Get these niggas right up out my lane I just wanna do this fuckin' music, boy and leave this dope alone and count my change [Outro: Schoolboy Q] Count my change Count my change
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