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I had a dream, I was broke
No diamonds and no gold
Most saddest story ever told, whoa
And I had a dream, I was a fool
No mansion or no pool
I

Gold Watch

Lupe Fiasco

Lupe Fiasco's The Cool [Explicit]

2009

Good morning Singapore I'm bringin' the sun with me
From the Robert Taylor homes to Africa's slum cities
I am American mentally with Japanese

Frozen up in Antarctic cacking
Native Americans
First nations
Dedicated got no patience
Playing cards, associations
Magicians style invasions
Rule bending

To resurrect the wings
But we're all in the ditch
Where's the passion that inspired most?
Where's the producers that created gold?
Where's the magic of the music

Gold Watch

Lupe Fiasco

Cool [2LP]

2007

world tour
Good morning Singapore, I'm bringing the sun wit me
From the Robert Taylor homes to Africa's slum cities

I am American mentally with

I am NOT saying we've got it all figured out but why accept silver when you're given gold. What good is just one wing? 
Stuck in your ways, tossed

Gold Watch

Lupe Fiasco

Afromatic

Singapore I'm bringin' the sun with me
From the Robert Taylor homes to Africa's slum cities
I am American mentally with Japanese tendencies
Parisian

This art imitate my life
You WorldStarHipHop fame based
Off imitation hype
Eliminate the fools gold and imitation ice
My music for your soul
Inspiration

of American history inspires change
In the feeble hearts and minds of the innocent

People speak of an end to this segregation
Calling for a great leader to put

the Tour de France
You got a wing span spanning the globe
You got gold
And you're teaching us to let go
You're a wise old owl when you're the cats meow

occupation one night relations we do not save em no

Get upon my wing and go so fly they call me a bald eagle 

afro American big up to kingston, negril

YOUR GODLINESS
WOULD USE AMERICAN LABOR
WE AIN'T FOR REFUND, BITCH,
WHO'S YOUR AMERICAN SAVIOR
LIKE AN ABE WHO COULD GRANT US WINGS
SO WE COULD FLY LIKE

the pathological gets in the way
(Cray, Cray)
I believe in ecological conditions
(Oil that is)
Oh the fairytales the government down plays
(Black gold, Texas tea)
I

to trust
I knew what it was, she wasn't the type to
Fall in love
But it's cool though, I was bored chasin
fool's gold I want hella bands, hella cash, even

But maybe at the end of the 'bow, there's gon be a pot of gold I can claim

Soul told me do better, so that's what I better do
Even when it comes

Keys Wallet
Shirt Shoes Keys Wallet
Slide Slide Slide Slide
Shirt matchin' with the bandanna
Shoes on Hannah Montana
Keys on gold wallet on Full
Cadillac

Shut Up, Man

Das Racist

Relax

2011

back, give a fuck about what you wanna call that

New school Terror Squad
Terror gone, terror god
Little white bumps on gold keys
People act like

Inching toward oblivion
These people want me playin middleman
To middle men
Dismembered %99 of members belonging to 1%ers
Perforated the American

tears shed on bathroom tiles
We gon' see these lights 'fore we grow old
Since we was babies
On the dream sold
Both a long way for American gold
From home

Well my daddy didn't work in a coal mine
But his daddy didn't spot him a gold find
Well if you handed me gold I like to think I'd dream bolder
Than

to the garden and dug up the biplane
Wings that glinted in the sun
It flew better than ever before
And I determined, there and then
To take up that option

To see me-a arrogant nigga
With golds on my front teeth, front teeth

Always saggin' never catch me with a suit on
Nigga I'm only 17 but you'll
Think that

American dreams
To this day I'm sellin' to my cousin, who's a fiend
No one would got me but my older brother
Little did we know the dirt we did fell back

Give me one good reason, no I don't see
Why do they have all this hatred for me
Why are they trying to cut off my wings
Cry out to God, oh it's so