Silent Flight

Yo, yo, yo, yo
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 The four owls taking silent flight
 They didn't hear us approach, we vibe in the night
 And you can find me off in the field and spitting
 Spot prey in my binocular field of vision
 When we drop, they flock, the appeal is wisdom
 Heading back to the top with a fearless vision
 With the mic in our talons, rise to the challenge
 Like life in the balance, hit 'em with a different language
 Slap bird brains like a tambourine
 Hang between the trees 'til we swoop, swoop
 The owls are back again, haters can't ascertain
 Try trap us but we're braking out the coop, coop
 In my habitat on the tracks, it's astounding
 Feathers on my back that match the surroundings
 Fans rush 'til the tours get crushed
 And my claws spit remains in the dust on the floor (yeah)
 The owls gaze, picks preys here for years
 Sick sprays from the beak when there's children to feed
 In the nest, they wanna leave, they form wings to breed
 Born to be fly, so it's only right I hit the breeze
 While Big Owl's screaming "Jeheeze", from the other trees
 Rusty and T are looking keen so it's time to leave
 You hear the swoop behind lines, you wouldn't get pass it
 You're talking to the blue prints for the stealth aircraft
 Smooth with the crash move like a lightning flash
 With accurate precision, pinpoint you in the grass
 The mice like to laugh but don't see the attack
 We've been starving in the nest tryna bring this shit back
 It's a fact, any movement underground, I'm clocking
 Dropping from a thousand feet to what sound unlocking
 Devouring the beat, flying like I was arrow in the fleet
 Now my card like a tarot when I speak
 I let my head swivel, think fast, act quick
 Hammer it like chisels, not on the toes
 Yet I'm throwing up these owl pellets, bones, throwing skin
 And other things I couldn't digest residing in the ends
 To always have the most benefits and this be my home
 So I'm sourcing to perfect the pit, a nice twiggy entrance
 And a bed made of better things
 Feathers on my face that channel sounds that enter earholes
 The range is astounding that my brain starts housing
 A three-dimensional audio map of my surroundings
 Mouse to a vole, all their getting owned
 I don't give a flying fuck, I'm yamming them whole though
 Here's to our screech, 'cause my catch phrase "Jeheeze"
 Wisdom's deep, talons like a dactyl
 Two in front, two in back a target then snatch
 Grip like tractors on a track
 It's the raptors in the pack, four owls and we're back
 From the egg, watch it hatch, now we're colonizing areas
 The local wildlife changes and things become scared of us
 Even your top dog will shit when the attack's planned
 All you'll see is two wings, like the signalling for Batman
 Known to swoop, known to chill when the time's right
 Operate by the moon, give a fuck about the limelight
 Just turn my head, while they're tripping on their hindsight
 Must be talking 'bout my eyes when they're saying that my lines tight
 Never track me, mysterious map readings
 Only at night but they heard hoots from that region
 Stay elusive 'cause we hungry and the pack's feeding
 Swoop on rats and leave 'em twitching with their gash bleeding
 Flap, flap, that's just the wings but my mind's focused
 So precise I can pickpocket a flying locust
 And now we get burned and misrepresented
 But still the greatest hunter that nature ever invented