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BLUEBIRD

by Grayling Skyy

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1.
Intro 01:23
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Displacement (feat. Illiterate Light and Ryan Clark) 04:44
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When I sat down to write this song, I was tryin to ask you why you do what you do, but then I realized, I was just talkin to myself, Look I ain’t really the fightin type But I been fightin all my life Wakin up, cold sweat, in the middle of the night Shakin off them streets, shrill women and strife I’d rather just stay up late drinkin, thinkin Livin with this pen when I’m inkin These thoughts out, you can tell it’s thought out I been planning this shit far out, but all they hear is far out Guess I’m trippy nigga nasty Always been the type to take Mary Kate over Ashley Always been the type to snag them drugs when they pass me Grabbin on your ass cheeks, your momma say I’m classy Honestly, honestly, I’m astonishing Jottin down these Odysseys Do you follow philosophy? Are you on to astronomy? What type of games you playin? What’s the foundation for all them things you sayin? You know you just shootin in the dark, right? Confidence a lil boosted of that hard white All night you ain’t make no sense You know the first step is self acceptance Pac told me we could change this earth But you know we gotta change us first Pac told me we could change this earth But you know we gotta change us first And I ain’t tryin to be rude, but I aint tryin to be you, so Why we suffer for the sins of our father? Why we suffer for the sins of our father? I claim my independence I gotta own my space All these polices and preachers and teachers Tellin me that I should know my place Ain’t no mixed kids in them textbooks That interracial love is invisible Everybody scared of their differences But everybody caught up in the physical That’s an equation for confusion I see the devil goin all out There’s a war goin on outside And we just livin in the fallout Lord, please, lead your people out the wilderness We been lost in the desert for years We got love and strength and willingness So brother, sister, hold my hand Before you know it, we’ll be home again Yes, brother, sister, hold my hand Before you know it, we’ll be home again And yeah I’m trying to be rude But I ain’t trying to be you, so Why we suffer for the sins of your father? Why we suffer for the sins of your father?
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Other Things To Do (feat. Ryan Clark) 06:46
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Always been in the mix 2010 was in the gym The squad was sellin tickets Make it rain, winnin games Hit that alley oop Then mobbin in that afterparty Ask her what her body do How do you do, pretty little miss thang? You look too good for that dude I’ll be your favorite mistake You rollin with? The homie lives around the corner You ever sip on liquor while you hit that marijuana? You ever stay up conversating late until the morning? See, naked’s always honest But the waitin’s always boring I’m just sayin boo, let’s make a move The homie’s spot is vacant too No pressure I’m just servin you up some options like them waiters do Speakin of options, tell me how you feel about college Cause me, I been thinkin about droppin out This really been feelin like nonsense This really don’t feel like progress I’m really just feelin more stuck And I keep seeing that word, slavery When it look like me in that book But it look like me on that court, don’t it? And it look like me on that field But they keep showing me in that courthouse And they keep showing me in that jail, damn There’s so many ways to keep me inside a box As a kid I learned so many voices It’s crazy I ever get writers block Still happens quite a lot I rolled the blunt and she laughed “Of course the first black guy I fuck is also tryin to rap.” damn My girl all up in my ear She just wanna get wasted My brain hurtin from all this shit Don’t know if I can take it Now I had all them insecurities just bouncin around my head The homie poured up a drink for me and this is what he said “What’s the point of rappin anyway You really need to get a dollar I know you tired of livin this way I can hit you off with product Cause you know I got it And you know a job don’t cut it I don’t love it But them hoes don’t come around smoking dro when you on no budget So don’t pay them consequences no mind You a smart nigger right? Well if you use your brain, you gon be fine Me and you, we cut from the same cloth Let’s get it the fast way Don’t worry bout yo stress Best to just leave it all in that ashtray” Damn straight, I’m a don Livin fast, Ramadan You don’t know what type of shit that I be on Chasin that money in the settin sun But the homie got locked up So he called up, said he had shit twisted Cause now he’s down for a ten count and it really don’t make no difference This is where I find myself I got nothin to do anyway This is where I find myself I got nothing to do anyway This is where I find myself I got nothing to do anyway This is where I find myself I got nothing to anyway, anyway Anyway, I’m good Standin motionless Hopin doors’ll just Open up for you Standin motionless Hopin doors’ll just Open up for you Standin motionless Hopin doors’ll just Open up for you Standin motionless Hopin doors’ll just Open up for you Open up Baby don’t play yourself Don’t nobody love you You gotta save yourself When there’s nowhere to run to Baby don’t play yourself Don’t nobody love you You gotta save yourself When there’s nowhere to run to I’m not stubborn I’m just right all the time
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Crow Up 04:03
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Fire In The Skyy (feat. Ryan Clark) 04:11
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I been holdin onto something I just don’t know what The world it keeps on spinning fast While I hold on this blunt Watch the cherry burn real slow Ridin on this merry go Every time I look into your eyes I smell the marigolds, oh Fire in the mountains Fire in the sky Fire in my head now Fire in your eyes Fire in the mountains Fire in the sky Fire in my head now Fire in your eyes I shared another moment Shouted to the void Hopin I could find a hold I think I lost my voice Baby please, help me see My eyes have been torn out Can you be my anchor now I can’t find my way down Baby I’m high Baby I’m fine Just let me high Baby I’m fine I see the candle dance It reminds me of old romance I wish I’da took the chance I got stuck with me I know what I am capable of Though I’m stuck with Abel And he’s stuck inside myself I pray just for my health Help me find a way I been dreamin of a better day But got stuck in today Fire in the mountains Fire in the sky Fire in my head now Fire in your eyes Fire in the mountains Fire in the sky Fire in my head now Fire in your eyes Baby I can feel your heat I’m stuck inside your flame Your shadow dances all around Can’t help but say your name Every time the night is cold It’s only you I want to hold I’m feelin old You, make me young You, told me I’m the chosen one I don’t know What do you do when you can’t find the words I choke Been chasin something They say it’s all a joke But this is all I got And I, put it on the line It’s just my life It’s just my mind I can’t go home
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Let Me Go 00:54
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Baby let me go Baby let me go I just want your love But you want my soul Baby, let me go Baby let me go Baby let me go I just want your love But you want my soul Baby, let me go
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Oo-De-Lally (feat. Noelle Tannen and the Filthy No-Nos) 04:04
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My teacher told me I’m too smart for my own good I don’t think she know good I don’t think she understand the difference ‘tween a writer and a witness I don’t even know if I should I don’t even know if there’s a soul I trust I don’t even, I don’t even know if I could I just know that life keep on rollin like the wheels on the bus Still the little engine that could Good god Look how far we made it And everything I did for you Thought you’d appreciate it But that ain’t it Cause everything you say is baited Like I every girl I’ve dated You just callin me a sadist or a masochist Until you start losin me I wanna pull the rug out I’m tired of people using me These days, I’m movin like an illusionist I’m only human baby Ain’t Lucifer on my crucifix You can’t hear the things I say See the things I do You’re so caught inside your mind It’s time I go runnin loose You can’t hear the things I say See the things I do You’re so caught inside your mind It’s time I go runnin loose Where were you When I got the news? That Hayley died I couldn’t find you when I got the blues Shit I remember sendin you texts But I couldn’t get responses Cause you was talkin to your ex And yo, I get it Cause I been on the same shit Emotionally vacant, physically vagrant Goin hard at the bar another day spent Dreams heavy Every step crushin the pavement And Ryan, I know you tryin to help But sometimes I feel like my ideas just hide on the shelf And you tell me, that assistance is the mission But what you workin towards if you don’t understand my vision So homie I hope you listenin It’s getin kinda tough to work in these conditions You threw a shoe at me while I was rappin on stage Then had the audacity to ask me why I’m enraged Boy, you crazy You can’t hear the things I say See the things I do You’re so caught inside your mind It’s time I go runnin loose You can’t hear the things I say See the things I do You’re so caught inside your mind It’s time I go runnin loose So walk tall, everything’s in the way Of your dreams, there’s a hundred thousand reasons to stay But you only need one to go Besides, you’ll never know what you’ll find On the open road until you’re out there And I hope I see you out there Cause I believe that the world needs us out here So, live it up Live a bit Isn’t it Beautiful When you get Intimate Intricate With yourself Look I made a promise to myself that I wouldn’t give up my happiness for nobody else Cause when I lost it all I looked up in that mirror And guess just what I saw A brown eyed, handsome man I stood tall Brushed my shirt off And I started again I won’t let nothin get in my way I just sing Oo-De-Lally Oo-De-Lally Golly what a day My teacher told me I’m too smart for my own good I don’t think she know good I don’t think she understand the difference ‘tween a writer and a witness I don’t even know if I should I don’t even know if there’s a soul I trust I don’t even, I don’t even know if I could I just know that life keep on rollin like the wheels on the bus Still the little engine that could
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Good For Something 04:45
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What you got is never good for nothin Long as you got it, it’s good for something And it’s not far away It’s right here babe So you can’t ever let that shit go If you the college student Or the nigga with the pistol The homie with the bitches Or the sister with the broken heart Trippin, dippin, dodgin rain drops On the way to Noah’s ark And that ain’t the coldest part Even hell is froze and dark A poltergeist pulled apart Better grow a bolder heart Thank god for Joan of Arc Marcus Garvey Rosa Parks We divided Need more freedom fighters Tryna seed a spark I’m just sayin, it ain’t complicated Use your imagination You’ll be glad you made it Magic man, magic man Can you do your dance again? Kill the chainsaw? Catch the rainfall? Help me avoid that accident? I’ve got a vision of a sunny day And it’s not far away, ok Cause what you got is never good for nothin Long as you got it, it’s good for something And it’s not far away It’s right here babe Nothing’s out of reach No more mystery YOU the missin key One more lost puzzle piece You make the picture bigger I dig the bigger picture Peter Parker peeped the paralyzed A penetrating pair of eyes Will you answer the call of the wild? Or will you, stay complacent, waitin for your turn? One day you’ll learn, that That what you got is never good for nothin Long as you got it, it’s good for something And it’s not far away It’s right here babe Cause what you got is never good for nothin Long as you got it, it’s good for something And it’s not far away It’s right here babe

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released November 10, 2018

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