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letra de aviary - devon brent

[intro]
time to g-
time to –
time to g-
time to-time to what

[chorus]
come with the fire, spit in the booth and i f-ckin perspire
i f-cked a messiah, f-ckin with me yeah
you must be mariah
or maybe katy perry
or maybe lady mary
i ain’t your average joseph
birds packed like aviaries

[verse]
the caveat to the caviar is the cavities
i’m with my cavalry, we eatin up at applebees
no casualties, unless you talkin bout us tees
mackin b’s in them casual tees, you can call us maccabees
make them boxers drop, call me mike tyson, yeah
combinations likе locker boxes the mic tightеns/titans
round my neck like tennessee teams i’m h-rny like vikings
vicodin, i’m hikin’ up the mic again around my neck
and twice again, blow a line like it’s bad acting
toke the bowl, smoke and roll and choke and hold it in my soul, alright
then its, time to hit it like it’s skoal and the skull’s in football like the pad’s lackin
i came running at my dealer, for my quarter-back
like a cornerback, i am ran-sacking
[refrain]
yeah i came in this game with a name for success and a hunger to tame
i done broke out the cage, i’ve gone f-ckin insane, got a hunger for pain, ya

[verse]
yeah these hunger pains something like the hunger games
cause i’m goin out with a bang when that thunder rains
and the fog lays, as the mist sets
on the long days, i done missed sets
from the distress and the bong haze
from the sick-ness plus the missed steps
that i’ve long made
i mix cocaine with ketamine
drinkin’ alcohol, like i’m andre

[chorus]
i come with the fire, spittin in the booth
i f-ckin perspire, i f-cked a messiah
f-ckin with me, yeah you must be mariah
or katy perry or better yet maybe lady mary
i ain’t your average joseph, birds packed like aviaries

[verse]
i make them boxers drop, okay
like mike tyson
yeah combinations like locker boxes
the mic tightens/titans, round my neck like tennessee teams
h-rny like vikings, i’m on vicodin
hiking up the mic again, around my neck and twice again
finna, get it
like titanite, that’s titanium-oxygen when i tighten it
chemistry – my cranium is lacking in the oxygen
my stadium is caving in, and i’m sippin lot of gin and the roof is falling in
ain’t no point in saving him
this is all he wanted since he was just a baby when he was crawling then
it seems like maybe there just ain’t no point, in tryin
trying stopping him, he gon’ die in vein, like some barium
he like a, ct scan when y’all bury him
cause that’s the dye they put in the veins
that’s the barium
[refrain]
yeah i came in the game with a name for success
and a hunger to tame, broke out the cage i’ve gone f-ckin insane
i got a hunger for pain!

- devon brent

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