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
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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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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
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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