Bird Quote by Bumpy Knuckles Download Open image “I call wild niggas together like Cyrus, And knock off more birds than the West Nile Virus.” — Bumpy Knuckles ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bird Hip hop Nile Rap Together Viruses West
I'm here with my niggas, I'm too high to be friendly. They throw dirt on my name, well that's why they still dig me. — Lil Wayne Copy Share Image
I catch them in the streets and they be scared to look. Thats right your favorite rapper, I got that nigga shook. — Webbie Copy Share Image
The crows live in the world like you do. They are part of nature. — Shirley Geok-lin Lim Copy Share Image
We feed the nigga like forty chickens. His tail wag when I send him a bag with just one victim. — Ghostface Killah Copy Share Image
Y'all mythological niggas is comical, The astronomical is comin' thru like tha flu bombin' you... And embalmin' in your crew, too. With the musical,… — Keith Murray Copy Share Image
“Wild birds will kill exotic ones: the budgies and the lovebirds and the yellow canaries-- escaped from their cages and hoping to get a… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
And every rapper be dead, if they were hotter than us, But since niggas still alive they should be tellin you somethin, You aint… — Styles P Copy Share Image
Don't fuck with niggas that fuck with niggas you don't fuck with — Tyler The Creator Copy Share Image
I love beats that are hardcore, dirty and raw. I love takin niggas burners when they scared to draw. I love plottin on my… — Bumpy Knuckles Copy Share Image
Tell ya mama to stop flirtin' boy, I'm not a good step-pop. I interrupt your little session...and wreck shop. — Bumpy Knuckles Copy Share Image
And I have been very blessed, having coached some of the greatest that have ever played the game. But if I had to start… — Red Auerbach Copy Share Image
Some minds corrode and grow inactive under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in thesky. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
I would rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach 10,000 stars how not to dance. — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
Can you imagine any better example of divine creative accomplishment that the consummate flying machine that is a bird? The skeleton, very flexible and… — Guy Murchie Copy Share Image
Surely, God could have caused birds to fly with their bones made of solid gold, with their veins full of quicksilver, with their flesh… — Galileo Galilei Copy Share Image
And wheresoever, in his rich creation, Sweet music breathes--in wave, or bird, or soul-- 'Tis but the faint and far reverberation Of that great… — Frances Sargent Osgood Copy Share Image
A clock struck out the hour of twelve, and the bird in the hedgerow was still singing as we marched out to the roadway,… — Patrick MacGill Copy Share Image
Every wife ought to answer for her man. If the husband be engaged in a seditious club, or drinks mysterious healths, or be frugal of his candles on a rejoicing night, let her look to him and keep him out of harm's way; or the world will be apt to say, she has a mind to be a widow before… — Joseph Addison Copy Share
Meanwhile, the trees were just as green as before; the birds sang and the sun shone as clearly now as ever. The familiar surroundings had not darkened because of her grief, nor sickened because of her pain. She might have seen that what had bowed her head so profoundly -the thought of the world's concern at her situation- was found… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share
When they started to drain a swamp where birds and fish had lived, for a new housing development down the road from his apartment, Steven watched the protests and the preparations with interest. The bird people were furious, the developers unmovable, and Steven was filled with relief that the fight wasn't his. Nothing here was his... He thought there should… — Maile Meloy Copy Share
The bird with the thorn in its breast, it follows an immutable law; it is driven by it knows not what to impale itself, and die singing. At the very instant the thorn enters there is no awareness in it of the dying to come; it simply sings and sings until there is not the life left to utter another… — Colleen McCullough Copy Share