Luyện nghe bài hát Happy Timbuck2 Day

Me and Fiasco, Hollywood, California
trees, Hollywood lights
Enjoy the
Before we take it down, I need in the buiding 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? some noise
Y'all ready for Lupe Fiasco? Let me you make some fuckin' noise

Say insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring the
Yeah, I came, why I came in the game to do my thang
So think?
Write my 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, 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 think?

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

Word to Ken and Kathy, who says that we be happy?
Sadly that it no joke on that block, let Laffy Taffy
Tried to trap me, dug out like a nappy snappy, even
Attacked me, tag me for grappling so I can get back to
For the love because the foundation is my heart, that's my
Play my part, make communications my art
Give my DJ the Serato, got chico from my vatos
Down in Chicos in El Paso, Tapatío on my

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

Yeah, uhh
Doin' them papers for the paper like I'm
Past, wanna put it all behind me a movin' van
Future, want it cuter than Karrueche Tran, 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 seek refinement
And the pros wanna keep it
And the wanna see my rhymin'
For the dose of the science (yeah)
Way the maze on the way

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

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

Stay insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring the
Yeah, I came, why I came 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 gangster to be dancin' in the
Yeah, uh, uh

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

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

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

We got any hip-hop fans out there? Where y'all at? some noise
Got a day in the city, ooh,
not too to be dancin' in the video
Timbuck2, basically just a kid from Chicago that loves