Lyrics:
just think niggas are lost
I wrote an album bout love
But I’ll still let that 40 applaud
Clap at you niggas I don’t fw frauds
I just might snap if yo
automatic
After I drop this I'm getting out the attic
First thing first I'm the illest
Followed by the flyest and the realest
I'm in you mouth that's why
enough
Keep my name out your mouth like my dick when I cum
They be the first to judge so I'm laughing at these bums
I'm connected like a plug locked in
brought to you
By Xerox in four parts without commercial interruptions
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle
And leading
brought to you
By Xerox in four parts without commercial interruptions
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle
And leading
working that fatty off
Bitch taking shots to the face like it's happy hour
Every new album I drop yo last album
Even if I put these cheat codes win yo mouth
working that fatty off
Bitch taking shots to the face like it's happy hour
Every new album I drop yo last album
Even if I put these cheat codes win yo mouth
and I probably need a parade
All the soldiers with me, this shit like green beret
So legendary, I'ma probably need a day (June 29th)
Forgot I already
the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin
Al B. Sure nigga with
mouth like I'm
CHARLAMAGNE THA GOD
I wouldn't be surprised if Drake sent a bottle my way, I do this shit all day, but I ain't
CHARLAMAGNE THA GOD
counting days on my handmade calendar
Eyes and ears open mouth Closed
And I'll be better than the war
In my world where's the end
I'm a veteran
Mouth closed
by the dime
I ain't get no front, bitch, all the profit mine
Celebratin', bitch, I be pourin' hella lines
It's three a.m., now my day finally over
I used to be free
And at the end of the day, I just wanna be me but
Every time I open my mouth and I try to vocalize, I find
My throat begins to close
One day I was in deep contemplation
The state of humanity had my brain racing
Infuriating, I had to pinpoint an answer
No longer would I ponder what
remember the laughs
They said that we wouldn't last
My nigga has to remind me how many shows we got 'cos i'm not good at math my nigga
So many albums in
like letters
Lettuce, green, money, long
Wolfpacks in a calzone
I'll keep makin' these albums
Yeah you might have heard a dial tone
But I was
fucked a girl at summer camp
Change the story so the fam believe me
Them days ain't over
My mentality was changing as I got older
Promising an album by
an opportunist
I'm like I got to do this, wanna be recognized by the people I'm influenced
By
Man Just put in drive
We're going a ride on this album where
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
or she'll bounce
How's she gonna think you're smooth if you got drool in your mouth?
Don't allow me to deceive you with my devious tricks
Never seems to be
other place
Teach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case
See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colors came out
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Beautiful day
Touch me
Take
Teach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case
See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
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