>>15853500So, you think you're unpluckable?
Bird life, this is basic clucka-nomics
This is ba-, basicu clucka-nomics
Bird life
*record scratches*
I'm unpluckable, but I'm forcin' you to feel me
Whether pheasant, or chicken, my peckin' game is unforgiven
Got you backin' up, in a defensive position
A cock-fightin' anthem, heavyweight or bantam
Holdin' corn for ransom, the chicken coop phantom
Eggs hit the floor, this the new fight joint
Like a broken talon, kid, you missin' the point
We dominate your conference with offense, that's no nonsense
We take green shits, get your reinforcements
We fly quick with hard kicks, duckin' night sticks
Bare-feather men through fight pits, peck you lifeless
Never survive this, get forgot like Alzheimer's
Two-faced hens walk away with four shiners
The raw rhymer, turnin' roosters to old-timers
My beak like a viper, peckin' through your one-liners
New Farmhouse Inc., and we about to make you famous
Strut across the Earth and still kickin' in Uranus
