Luyện nghe bài hát Happy Timbuck2 Day

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

Say insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I the pain
Yeah, I came, why I came in the game to do my thang
So whatchu
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 whatchu

See when loves comes from the center, I'mma tumble to my
I heard you heard 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 in trial while in my innertube
Tour de Force, 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 a home girl like 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 trap me, dug out like a nappy snappy, even
Attacked me, tag me for grappling so I can get to wrestlin'
For the love because the foundation is my heart, that's my
Play my part, make with my art
Give my DJ the Serato, got chico from my vatos
Down in Chicos in El Paso, Tapatío on my

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

Yeah, uhh
Doin' them papers for the paper like I'm
Past, wanna put it all me like a movin' van
Future, it cuter than Karrueche Tran, Hula dance
Not like Yokozuna in pants, on Hoover, I do the Dam
Or at least I'm tryin', in the hopes that I see some
On a boat and a piece of mind and on a coast a decent climate
Where dopes wanna refinement
And the pros wanna keep it
And the cults wanna see my
For the of the secret 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 in the shade of the day (okay)
Will you lay in a with a snake
filleted on the back and it nailed to the palm?
Not the nails from salons but the nails attack
And a razor blade to the face
To clear your Nah
don't want that fate, no
They won't take that place,
Gotta get mine the love from below and above in the mud
And the mind of a but I'm tryna relax
But design all the time like
If you see me from the road, more Tzatziki on my Gyro

Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, want?
Gimmie the mic, whatchu Gimmie the mic, whatchu want?
the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, whatchu want?
Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? the mic, whatchu want?
Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? the mic, whatchu want?
Gimmie the mic, 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 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 to be dancin' in the video
Yeah, uh, uh

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

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

insane, 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 Hall of
Got a day in the city, ooh,
not too to be dancin' in the video

We got any hip-hop fans out there? Where 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 that loves DJ'ing