Me and Lupe Fiasco, Hollywood, trees, Hollywood lights Enjoy the Before we take it down, I everybody in the buiding right now from to left, front to back, left to right, to put both hands in the sky right now we get to the next song We got any hip-hop fans out there? Where y'all at? Make noise Y'all ready for Lupe Fiasco? Let me you make some fuckin' noise
Say 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? 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 gangster to be dancin' in the 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?
See when loves comes from the center, I'mma to my members I heard you heard that I was fly so I'm Dumbo to my Gimmie them inches I make out them, bitches, bru Listen, you couldn't do a mile in while in my innertube de Force, tied so I am not the daddy Had to move the club all by myself 'cause I ain't had no Gladly, didn't always that cake but I always had a patty Or at least a home girl Ayesha from Cincinnati
to Ken and Kathy, who says that we can't be happy? Sadly that it no joke on that block, let Laffy Taffy Tried to me, dug out like a nappy snappy, even Lassie Attacked me, tag me for grappling so I can get to wrestlin' For the love the foundation is my heart, that's my start my part, make communications with my art Give my DJ the Serato, got that chico my vatos Down in 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 than Karrueche Tran, dance Not Yokozuna in booty pants, on Hoover, I do the Dam Or at least I'm tryin', in the hopes I see some diamonds On a boat and a of mind and on a coast with a decent climate dopes wanna seek refinement And the wanna keep it client And the wanna see my rhymin' For the of the secret science (yeah) Way the maze on the way
To the stage at the pace of Amazing (okay) And a raised in the rays of the Sun Wouldn't in the shade of the day (okay) Will you lay in a cage a snake Gettin' filleted on the and it nailed to the palm? Not the nails from salons but the that attack And a rusty razor to the face To your sins? Nah don't want that fate, no They won't that place, yeah Gotta get mine from the love below and above in the mud And the of a kind but I'm tryna relax But all the time like floods If you see me from the high road, more on my Gyro
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Happy Timbuck2 Day, in the groove you got that And I'm smooth as Michael Bublé eatin' creme and Kool-Aid You can scroll down just like Jubei, the whole timeline got that Hard and soft when I lay it down, gotta logo on my duvet That's ying-yang, Baby Boy and Ving Rhames That's the best of both worlds like God caused the Big (Mind blown) Now might drive you insane Keep blacks all around that waist, but don't wanna us senseis That's insane, send slaves, man's like, "I don't wanna work, send On ships, on waves, in waves", Colder than a goalay, than my Rolay Told her hope and hold her 'lobe like Evander Holay That's cleaner a solar panel, power panoramic camera family photo album, used to smuggle cocaine Now they don't that beef, let that child talk like a king Let that cat walk in the street, extra mild on my wings
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