[Hook]

The tiger got to hunt

The bird got to fly

The man got to sit and wonder why

The tiger got to sleep

The bird got to land

The man got to tell himself one day he'll understand

[Verse One: MC Devlin]

They cancelled all my shows throughout the lower south

So with my rapid fire motormouth I capsized the show promoter's house

Claimed my coin and copped a case of cola

Hopped a train so vain we was soaking down in NOLA

I'm a scatterbrain eating boxes of Zatarain's at the lacquer stains toppin' table tops

Tellin' K-ville cops that I don't have a name or occupation

That's when they lost they're patience

And brought me to the station for some cross examination

I'm being held under wrongful suspicion

All bundled up in an awkward position

Till my man the jailer handed me a file

I filed the bars and documents and wandered down the aisle

Once back on my hurtin' feet I hurdled free to bourbon street

Where unexpectedly I met a fleeter at a cappa cheese who want to murder me

Because my eighth grade grand pops stole the land with a gun in his hand

Now lookin' back it's just a blur

They stuck me for my fur plus my frankincense and myrrh

I had to been beaten in the head with the bike to feed my Blues

I won't dispute all my philosophical views

Although I didn't have many to lose

The most significant of them is one I often abuse

[Hook]

[Verse Two: MC Devlin]

I was awoken several hours later by defibrillators

Headed to the sixth level in a crowded elevator of the medicinal center

Where the doctors all said I would be shackled in forever to a hospital bed

They tried to calm me down with their sedatives and drowsiness

Then I read the proud text of Malcolm x

It taught I should never let them put my mouth to rest and speak out against

Money hungry charlatans and counterfeits

One day I snapped, gnawed through my straps

Fled my water lunging, threw the rubbers to a girl at mass and asked

The parishioners who were all in awe

"Why you worship this awful god with all you knobs?"

Jumped on the table ripped the box from off the wall

Swung it by a cable through the window in the hall

The nurses pulled cans of pepper spray from their purses

But their disperses prove worthless as I made a getaway to the surface

Pirated a charter boat across the gulf along the Florida coast to the Galapagos

Off in the distance a perforated roll

Ran through playing piano like worms through a skull

[Verse Three: MC Devlin]

Yo Nietzsche couldn't reach me nor could any of his kind

Cause cutting down vines with a simian mind is like tryin'

To drain the ocean out on the dry land

Even if you succeed the water meets up again

It's been a long time since my introspective journey

And with the help of a respected attorney

I moved out west to find a home in Idaho

Long from the land of Cajun catfish and Zydeco

And up here there ain't nothing to do

Unless your into having barnyard fun and huffing glue

And I'm not

So I sit and wonder lots

As my chargle didding mind sifting to another spot

Would stay out of picture women swim without a sone thought

In reality a man killed the next and stole his crops

And I used to do the same for an answer to my question

Till I figured out there ain't a man who has possession

Assuming there's a foundation there to possess

It's all too human too expect any sense

The thought would always claw at the back of my mind

Why outta all the great beasts why I had to be mine

Leg leg arm head upright spine

It's a members only club with one way to resign

[Hook]

The tiger got to hunt

The bird got to fly

The man got to sit and wonder why

The tiger got to sleep

The bird got to land

The man will never understand even if he thinks he can