[Vast Aire]
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 butta
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" wetsuit 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 archaeologist will find your skeletal frame

[Vordul]

Eskimo metal got shit locked in oxygen shell
Words shot plated metal lung which spun kids' carrousel
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 (steal and bite days)
Doo-rags worn tight (Piranha bite ways)
Smoke cheeba through the lung Arabian camel
Fast like a cheeta now I'm knocked off my African sandal
God damn you! Ethiopian skin mechanical
Trapped in ghetto's mega-yard where mega-hard
Arms swing metal palms iron skin leopard
Holding evil metal eagle attach the desert
Paranoid fingertips stitched with three-fifty and seven metal shit
Tucked behind the belt ghetto style like delicate street etiquette
Never lactose 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, debted by the car No containers filled with lemonade
"You better get a job!" mother talked, just another hawk
Humiliated bodega food stamp transaction
Left me in corners buckled me accompanied by evil hands clappin'
Rockin' my "hell I made it" wetsuit 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


Lyrics submitted by B-line, edited by e8ghtmileshigh

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  • +1
    General Commentpigeons is just a term for the people caught in the systematic gang culture in NY, and scream phoenix which comes after this is like the ascent, or evolution from pigeon to phoenix. its pretty much representative of their escape from the street violence. Vordul's verse makes this whole world of imagery for instance 'eskimo metal' could be the armour he wears in the cold world, the 'oxygen shell' being his own body. amazing tune.
    rastasoldieron November 27, 2007   Link
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    General CommentThis is what I got out of Vorduls verse

    Eskimo metal got shit locked in oxygen shell (Cold hearted hollow tip bullets)
    Words shot plated metal lung which spun kids' carrousel (A bullet is shot spinning a revolver?)
    Mega alarm technoloid these boys fight four arms swinging two toes very well (4 arms, two of his normal arms, and two guns)
    Terror toys jubilated mega noise when iron works (Terror Toys are guns making noise, shooting)
    Bullet shot animated mad windows with fireworks (spraying the scene loud noises and windows breaking)
    Shinin' summer-time hydrants
    Splash passing cars, now run ghetto tyrants (Either talking about kids playing or the shooting leaving a distructive scene)
    These faces carry scars (mega large) (The ghetto kids have been through some shit)
    Pigeons turn penguins talk fables cellular (Black Kids (pidgeon) hearts turn cold (penguin))
    Detached Christ's Word (Words of Christ are detached or ignored)
    But freeze-frame gold chain swing Son of God (but still Jesus on the chain)
    Iceberg gem shines on the neck of ghetto flight bird (huge jewelry on the neck)
    Getting fly like word
    Let it settle ( no clue)
    I remember cats snatched off the pedal (stealing bike days) (pedal of a bike, stealing shit on while on bikes, or stealing bikes themselves)
    Doo-rags worn tight (Piranha bite ways) (Maybe saying how everyone bites off a style, like piranha)
    Smoke cheeba through the lung Arabian camel (smoking weed out of a camel cigarette)
    Fast like a cheeta now I'm knocked off my African sandal (smoked fast now hes knocked off his ass, high as fuck)
    God damn you! Ethiopian skin mechanical (black people are machines)
    Trapped in ghetto's mega-yard where mega-hard (trapped in a huge ghetto)
    Arms swing metal palms iron skin leopard (Thugs holding onto guns)
    Holding evil metal eagle attacks the desert (Desert Eagles)
    Paranoid fingertips stitched with three-fifty and seven metal shit (finger on the trigger of a 357 magnum)
    Tucked behind the belt ghetto style like delicate street etiquette (worn tucked under the belt like a proper style, [etiquette])
    Never lacked toast metal cow got milk in the gut settlin' (lacked toast meaning lacks a gun, maybe saying that a guy who was always strapped got shot in the gut)
    Cats gotta eat swallow beef horribly (guys receive beef from others violently)
    Melanin mahogany, black boys feed face arachnoids (Melanin, is the pigment in black peoples skin. Mahogany is a dark wood used to refer to black people, they feed face as in do what they do to eat, arachnoids-spiders have 8 arms)
    Eight arms working short circuit manufactured crack melted (eight arms meaning working hard dealing crack)
    Slinging shot guns through the mouth of cracked helmets, black felt it (shotguns of crack smoke through crack heads mouths {but cracked helmets means an ugly face so I’m not sure, maybe prostitutes?})
    Cats who pop flows shot heavy through the nostril (doing drugs, snorting,)
    Brain sizzle grab the pistol and get hostile (drugs fuck the brain up and they get hostile)
    He caught you alone fuse blown
    Unemployed screaming "That's why I robbed you!" (someone’s caught about to get retaliated, blaming it on poverty)
    Tired of the Medicaid, indebted by the car, no container filled with lemonade (tired of horrible healthcare, in debt from care, and starving)
    "You better get a job!" mother talked, just another hawk (pretty obvious)
    He nearly ate a bodega food stamp transaction (pretty clever way of saying he’s so hungry and has no food he’s eating his food stamp tranaction receipt)
    Left me in corners buckled me accompanied by evil hands clappin' (left him selling drugs on the strets)
    Rockin' my "hell I made it" wetsuit stitch (?? no clue about the rest)
    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
    Flasportsfan88on December 22, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI can't believe there are no comments yet. I had no clue what this song was about, and then a friend suggested that it's about being a black man.
    Vast's just using birds as a metephor for people, and pigeons represent the black community. Almost every line came into context for me then, really incredible lyrics.
    But I can't make much sense from Vordul's verse.
    Coowon August 20, 2007   Link
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    General CommentOh shit, never mind. Just a second look at Vordul's verse, it's actually pretty great also. I realize it's about street life now. Very profound.
    Coowon August 20, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentincredible song--incredible lyrics. cannibal ox never ceases to amaze
    slinkstersarson February 19, 2008   Link

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