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Waterfowl
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Joseph Courtford
Jacob Joseph Courtford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Joseph Courtford
Jacob Joseph Courtford
Mixing Engineer
Lynn Davis
Lynn Davis
Creative Director

Lyrics

This childhood flashback's about to get duckin weird Make em make the first move JJ Make em make the first move Wrap nets like a Flying V A butterfly you can't catch Just a fly and bee Still you throw em in the jar with the caterpillars Same thief supply beef Fuckin cattle killers Still this high carb diet is white garb riot Caucasian saviors eyeless try to pilot Forsaken behaviors new diet to quiet Shame they end up maiming David When they're aiming for Goliath Cause they're bigger than us, richer than us Used to think they're stronger than us But longer I trust, this team Got more facial hair now So I know what it means Move as one is the dream Cause I'm damn near clear at the end of my rope Rancher Dwayne steering strays Still been sending out hope Know our bonds only strong as our weakest link Told me to bring the water heater Brought the whole damn sink Flow got you lookin fresh outta the shower Distraction in fire barrel ain't stealing ya power They'll cheat you and bust ya knees But you shan't stay sour Won't wait for this ice to freeze Don't duck, can't cower You gotta pause, set up, then rip that rhyme And never give a subtle fuck cause it's knuckle puck time Black swan in the pond Wanna bond With the gaggle of geese But gee I'm so far beyond Flying south for winter Sliver fingers for cinders Leaving lincoln log lifters I'm a 3D printer And it's mallard powered All encountered flowered Till these fowler words Devour prowler birds Shower herds in kool-aid Tower nerds in cool shade One third of tools fight The word of fools flight Y'all might have been early But I bite that worm That's a protein straw You gotta fight that squirm Picking effort over pressure Savvy sun rising endeavor Pick an expert over Cheshire Daffy decimate Sylvester Observe the trash pro Serve the flash flow Burn the hash slow Return to Bash Bro This stew I smell surely exhibits swell earth, shit All I can say is, two minutes well worth it Quack quack quack Tried to warn em of the muskie But they just brushed me Off, like the owner of a husky Trust me, it must be This ain't a boy crying wolf Just a little bit rusty Elastic tactics Yet a little bit dusty But won't stop Peking Till you put it on my bill Not a drill, so skilled Still running for the thrill This game of life is supposed to be fun Hope they find me alive When I'm dead and done Not identifying ducklings die on Great Lake beaches Testify against those bucks Flint, Michigan teaches That this waters foul They offer alters prowl And we're the prey, not ok Gettin corkscrewed now They'll portray some sorta ballet or play Display of the cabaret Just a carrion marionette Take a bow So we'll fly together Get high together Ask why together Till the the sky splits, my wit's spry forever No cry emits, lying spits wilder weather Evolution of the ancients Move from Dinos to replacements Have your head upon a swivel Raptor spy is clever Trap is set Don't take the bait It's just a scrap, a paperweight And it might snap, I know I'd hate Those no eye guys in blinds nap as they wait And for fuck's sake dude Can we stop feeding ducks fucking bread It's not good for them And there are so many better foods you could give them If you're intent on inserting yourself into their ecosystem Bet if these rhymes were a Big Mac you'd catch em I can't even trust you with socks You'd mismatch em Yet if lines simple and wack then you'd snatch em Job of the general or captain, dispatch em A dark winged duck living opposite lives Wanna migrate the medicine Hope hope arrives Same time to fly straight to nest and gyrate Why wait on what's genuine Till skeleton, protect the hive Take a gander here, I'm not one Of those happy ending with the plot spun Canter of a cantor A commander made of candor Still aim dangerous as Dick Cheney with a shotgun But I keep it on safety It ain't me to play it too hasty But lately been crazy Mistaken for lazy Corn, barley, peas daily Feed em something tasty in the hot sun
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