Luyện nghe bài hát Happy Timbuck2 Day

Me and Fiasco, Hollywood, California
Palm trees, Hollywood
the show
Before we take it down, I need everybody in the right now
right to left, front to back, left to right,
to put both hands in the sky right now before we get to the next
We got any hip-hop fans out there? Where y'all at? Make noise
Y'all ready for Lupe Fiasco? Let me hear you make fuckin' noise

Say insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring the
Yeah, I came, that's why I in the game to do my thang
So think?
my story on the wall,
on the wall, on the wall, ah-all, in Hall of
Got a day in the city, ooh,
not too to be dancin' in the video
Insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I the pain
Yeah, I came, that's why I came in the to do my thang
So whatchu

See loves comes from the center, I'mma tumble to my members
I you heard that I was fly so I'm Dumbo to my listeners
them inches I make miles out them, bitches, bru
Listen, you couldn't do a mile in trial while in my
Tour de Force, so I am not the daddy
Had to move the club all by myself I ain't had no Caddy
Gladly, didn't always have that cake but I always had a
Or at least a home girl like Ayesha Cincinnati

Word to Ken and Kathy, who says that we can't be
Sadly it ain't no joke on that block, let Laffy Taffy
Tried to trap me, dug out like a nappy snappy, even
me, tag me for grappling so I can get back to wrestlin'
For the love because the foundation is my heart, that's my
my part, make communications with my art
Give my DJ the Serato, got chico from my vatos
in Chicos in El Paso, Tapatío on my tacos

Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, want?
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Gimmie the mic, want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu want?
Gimmie the mic, (why?), uh 'cause they ain't kickin' it right

Yeah, uhh
Doin' them papers for the like I'm Superman
Past, wanna put it all me like a movin' van
Future, want it cuter Karrueche Tran, Hula dance
Not like Yokozuna in pants, on Hoover, I do the Dam
Or at least I'm tryin', in the that I see some diamonds
On a boat and a piece of and on a coast with a decent climate
Where dopes wanna seek
And the wanna keep it client
And the wanna see my rhymin'
For the dose of the science (yeah)
Way through the on the way

To the stage at the pace of Amazing (okay)
And a raised in the rays of the Sun
Wouldn't fade in the of the day (okay)
Will you lay in a with a snake
Gettin' filleted on the back and it to the palm?
Not the nails from but the nails that attack
And a razor blade to the face
To your sins? Nah
They want that fate, no
They won't take place, yeah
Gotta get mine from the love below and above in the mud
And the mind of a kind but I'm relax
But all the time like floods
If you see me the high road, more Tzatziki on my Gyro

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Gimmie the mic, want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu want?
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Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu
Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, want?
Gimmie the mic (why?) 'cause they kickin' it right

Stay insane, in the brain, in the brain, I bring the pain
Yeah, I came, that's why I in the game to do my thang
So think?
Write my on the wall,
on the wall, on the wall, ah-all, in of Fames
Got a day in the city, ooh,
not too gangster to be dancin' in the
Yeah, uh, uh

Happy Timbuck2 Day, in the groove you got Lupe
And I'm smooth as Michael Bublé eatin' creme and Kool-Aid
You can scroll down just like Jubei, the timeline got that sauce
Hard and soft when I lay it down, Wu-Tang logo on my duvet
That's ying-yang, that's Baby Boy and Ving
That's the of both worlds like God caused the Big Bang
(Mind blown) Now this might you insane
Keep all around that waist, but don't wanna make us senseis
That's insane, slaves, man's like, "I don't wanna work, send slaves
On ships, on waves, in waves",
than a goalay, golder than my Rolay
Told her hope and hold her just like Evander Holay
That's cleaner than a solar panel, power camera
Tanner family photo album, to smuggle cocaine
Now they don't want that beef, let that child talk like a
Let cat walk in the street, extra mild sauce on my wings

Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, want?
Gimmie the mic, want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu want?
the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu want?
Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu
Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? the mic, whatchu want?
the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu want?
Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu
Gimmie the mic (why?) they ain't kickin' it right

Stay insane, in the brain, in the brain, I bring the pain
Yeah, I came, that's why I came in the to do my thang
So whatchu
my story on the wall,
on the wall, on the wall, ah-all, in of Fames
Got a day in the city, ooh,
not too to be dancin' in the video

We got any fans out there? Where y'all at? Make some noise
Got a day in the city, ooh,
not too gangster to be dancin' in the
Timbuck2, basically just a kid from Chicago that DJ'ing