[Intro] [Verse 1] Yo, bruhddy beary, hey, no cap, them dang birds sussin, yo, straight facts, the Government be not discussing that they have all got us tracked, and They ain’t flyin’, they be spyin’, with cameras in they wings, I Bet you thought they chirpin’, but that’s just the noise of hella ping Sheesh, they lowkey be watchin’ your every single little moves, they Catchin’ while you lackin’ while you’re scrollin’ through the daily news. Yo Bet, those pigeons? Not a smidgen, they got built-in GPS, be Tryna act all cute but yall know they be workin’ for the Feds. [Chorus] Birds ain’t real, on God, this ain’t a drill, this ain’t a drill, yo They got cams forreal forreal, and peepin’ at the tea you spill. I’m dead, bro, all that drip disguised, the manufactured feather shizz Widespread, bro, it’s straight up no lies, we blinded by our leaders’ rizz [buildup] [heavy breathing] [Verse 2] Yo, i’m telling you, your BOY was at the zoo, be checking out them pink flamingoes, Stole my email address, username and password, number, bingo, hey Our culture, ran by vultures, parakeets be postin tweets, y’all Best be wary of them scary, cassowaries with no heartbeat, I’ma BUST up in them ostriches, and CHECK they epiglottises, and CRACK open them cranes, dissect they brains, to they astonishment, send a MESSAGE to the MASSES, hawks be ate up with ANTENNAS, yo, EXPRESSIN that ASSASSINS, squawking straight up a DILEMMA, yo [Chorus] Birds ain’t real, on God, this ain’t a drill, this ain’t a drill, yo They got cams forreal forreal, and peepin’ at the tea you spill. I’m dead, bro, all that drip disguised, the manufactured feather shizz Widespread, bro, it’s straight up no lies, we blinded by our leaders’ rizz Birds ain’t real, you’re all delulu, all them fowls they tryna fool you What they made are using radar, survey owls, they tryna rule you Clapback coming, I be hunting, cracking down on feathered fakes, the Tension cooks, attentions shook, attacking quacks there’s no mistakes (Measuring distance as the crow flies?) (That’s for the birds) [Verse 3] Yeet them seagulls by the bay, delete them eagles, slay them blue jays, Yo, What Be up in that gum tree? kookaburras in my country Yo, I’m sick of seeing raptors, yo, our captors got us trapped, and all them toucans steal yo wi-fi, jamb them, you can peel out, drive by, STRAPPED, them Cockatoos be stalking you, be watching with no irises, and SLAPPED with labels in they framework, flocking you with viruses, Them Chickadees be checking deets, and verifying all your data Yo, I’m scared to see them sparrows, terrified, don’t be persuaded! [Outro] Yo, Birds ain’t real! I hate them turkeys, I’m just concerned, yo! Birds ain’t freaking REAL! They get up early and eat our worms, bro! Sheesh! [End]
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