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Like an unexpected blow in a fist fight, byyrd teams up with brother D.Áce to deliver a sonic statement. The winged vigilante channels serious, yet intricate rhyme schemes over an instrumental he cooked, that is almost made as a dare to all car-sound-systems and boom boxes. An intense and heavy reminder for everyone listening. byyrd is going in one direction only – upward.
‘CARGO’
- An abrupt strike to everyone who claims to claim the mic.
lyrics
Run up
Run it, run it, run it
It's a you know my name,
it's a byyrd !
Yeah, run it, run it
Cookin up beats like meth addictive
My flow cold like crime ilicit
We go out vandalise your district district
You cannot cope with this ish
Ask anyone of dem, my ish prolific
Listen, this bumpin in your system
Ish hit like missiles, ish hit different
You cannot dismiss ish
Critical, sick like
Freddy or Jason
Catch you in your dreams
Leave your whole blood stainin
Turn supersayin
With a Mask on my face
And a big shank in my right hand
To play with
Taking shots from the back
Till her eyes start rollin
Spliff on my lap
Now I got her chokin
Juice in my cup
Got me sippin potion
byyrd and me on the track
That's potent (that's what ?)
Do I (to you) look like the type of guy who like the lies
And likes to roll the dice?
Me myself, I got my Flocka and I
The girl in the back like: yeah, go run up the bag!
Run up the bag! Run up the bag!
Pull out the vest
It's byyrd and Chuka on the like beat like yes
He in the back like:
swerve with my bro in this'
Swerve on the beat
Then is back to the streets
Getting packs, serving cats
Up & down Flats
Never got bagged,
No cap just facts
And if bro got his hand
On a mash best dash
Ten toes down but I keep it on the low
With the cats and dogs
Feelin like Winslow
That's three phones
When I touch road
Get the bag home
Then I reload
We don't come for you
We come for the mic
And my flow is tight, and my fro is nice
And I told my guy, that I'm cold as ice
And I'm focused, bite me,
I'm chocolate
And my throw is nice
Yeah bro is right
Heart cold as ice
Don't sleep at night
On my grind, all the time
Stay focused!
Goosebumps from a flow like
Rash, get the bag
I need to go fast
I need to go fast
You bout to go fast?
You're gon end up crashin,
Need to fasten, cause I'm fly
I smell gas and all the smoke
Stop that cappin' no control
Mandem come around somebody start ish
we step outdoors and I will choke you ayy
Alright, that's enough for them byyrd,
Let's get out of here
Produced on the MPC1000, “Nosthaigia” documents time spent in Thailand via regional music. Available here in an exclusive color vinyl. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024
