Pigeon Lyrics - Singles - Cannibal Ox

Metallic wing pigeon 

Cannibal Ox 

Birds of the same feather flock together, congested on 

A majestic street corner, that's a short time goal for most of 'em 

'Cuz most of 'em would rather expand their wings 

And hover over greater things that's what we call inspired 

Flight by the pigeons that gotta eat pizza crust every night 

And 'Let there be light' was understood, when a mic-stand 

Descended from up-and-above into the hood and if my face 

Is worth a thousand words when it's scarred, I would only 

Hope that two of those are coco and butter to heal the wounds 

Of the tissue scarred to mark the death of my womb 

But I've graduated, got my wings and you've got to let go of 

My constructed Lego egg-o-waffle halo 

Eh yo, I'm a black man with an African drum in my chest 

That beats on the opposite of the right let me know I got a breath left 

In this frigid fragile capsule, that allows you to fly South before 

The winter winds trap you I wrap my 'Hell I made it' wet suit stitch 

So I can swim in elevators crazy wet through piss 

I'm just a pigeon with one mile left that doggy-paddles 

Through this bullshit ocean of death and these rags-to-riches 

Words will break bones like the assassination of two birds 

With one stone that's why I don't associate with bird brains 

With their beaks in the air pelicans with wide jaws yap names 

For fish heads you'll get tossed in the flames 

Where some ornithologist will find your skeletal frame 

One two three four 

Eskimo me-dal doctrine locked in oxygen shell words shot 

Plated metal lung which spun kids' carousel, mega alarm 

Technoloid these boys fight four arms swinging two toes very well 

Terror toys jubilated mega noise when iron works, bullet shot 

Animated mad windows with fireworks, shinin' summer time hydrants 

Splash passing cars, now run ghetto tyrants these faces carry scars 

(Mega large) 

Pigeons turn penguins talk fables cellular detached Christ's Word 

But freeze-frame gold chain swing Son of God iceberg gem shines 

On the neck of ghetto flight bird getting fly like word let it settle 

I remember cats snatched off the pedal 

(Stealin' bike days) 

Doorags worn tight 

(Piranha bite ways) 

Smoke cheeba through the lung Arabian camel fast like a cheetah 

Now I'm knocked off my African sandal God damn you 

Ethiopian skin mechanical trapped in ghetto's mega-yard 

Where mega-hard arms swingin' metal palms iron skin leopard 

Holding evil metal eagle attach the desert, paranoid fingertips 

Stitched with three-fifty plus seven metal shit 

Tucked behind the belt ghetto style like delicate street etiquette 

Never lacked toast metal cow got milk in the gut settlin' 

Cats gotta eat swallow beef horribly melanin mahogany 

Black boys feed face arachnoid, eight arms working short circuit 

Manufactured crack melted slinging shot guns through the mouth 

Of cracked helmets, black felt it, cats who pop flows shot heavy 

Through the nostril, brain sizzle grab the pistol and get hostile 

He caught you alone fuse blown unemployed screaming 

"That's why I robbed you", tired of the Medicaid, deaded by the car 

Novocain filled with lemonade, "You better get a job" mother talked 

Just another hawk he nearly aided bodega food stamp transaction 

Left me in corners buckled me accompanied by evil hands clappin' 

Rockin' my 'Hell I made it' wet suit stitch, so I can swim in elevators 

Crazy wet through piss I rock my simulated air tank bit 

So I can leave pressures of oxygen where my mic's lit, I'm just a pigeon