SPM - He's a bird, he's a plane - explicit lyrics

The Dope House, got it snowin' in the summer Drug runner, f** the "I'm a gonna wanna." Fast learner, attack like piranha My next big hit's called "Hubba Hubba Hubba." I smoke a cause I love her Bought a Danny Glover Now I'm burnin' rubber in somebody baby mother From the gutter diggin' in your trash can f**in' with my n***as it'll be your last dance I came up off the cut, buyin' 'Lacs & trophy trucks The only thing I sell is smokeable products In My all white Chucks turn a man into dust You wanna meet the Devil, huh? You in a bad rush I'm a keep a smile, I was born the crack child Got the rap game shinin' up my reptiles Make your ears ring when I sting like a scorpion Pronounce him dead by 4: 00 P.M Call me Los Kevorkian Some do it for the money & fame He just don't wanna sell no more 'cane Now his flow is a beautiful thing SPM, He's A Bird, He's A Plane. In Hillwood, we didn't have many choices I'm hearin' noises, outside I hear voices The Coy's is a family who didn't have much Except the love of a single mother's touch The lust of money, had me slangin' cane & weed I was first on the block & last to leave Feel the rain as it falls on this tricky game Breakin' cane, clear your sinuses, like liquid Drain... Lift my name against my pain is used To entertain a simple thing in every city seems like... sh**'s the same Born loser, V12 cruiser I opened up a store for the common drug user 36 eggs, come from each chicken Some of you ain't livin' f**in' with the unforgiven I'm wishin' I could hug those dead or in prison They go to jail or hell just because it's free admission Man! Some do it for the money & fame He just don't wanna sell no more 'cane Now his flow is a beautiful thing SPM, He's A Bird, He's A Plane. 5 on the dot when I hit the crack spot 30 slab rocks in a little matchbox Hoe a** cops hit the cut around 7 Got a fiend with a pipe & arrested him for resin f**in' pigs want me so bad, they can taste it But you b**hes gonna have to settle for a basehead 'Cause I don't slip, broke quicker than a ship Wrap a platinum hit, make the police Captain sick Backstreet legends, the World feel my prescence I'm the first man to touch it when the dope get's to Texas You can keep the Lexus 'cause I bought 2 Benz's On the microphone I'll brake you off with one sentence Stay aware for what's out there, I smell hate all in the air They asked me what my race was, I told them it was player A very rare breed, almost extinct The way I walk, the way I think The sh** I wear, the sh** I drink The way I s**, I smell like fruity hydroponic When haters see my car, they turn around & vomit I'm loco, f** any player hatin' joto You ain't got no love for me? I ain't got no love tampoco Some do it for the money & fame He just don't wanna sell no more 'cane Now his flow is a beautiful thing SPM, He's A Bird, He's A Plane