Happy Timbuck2 Day
Lupe Fiasco
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Me and Lupe Fiasco, Hollywood, California Palm trees, Hollywood lights Enjoy the show Before we take it back, I need everybody in the building right now From front to back, left to right, to put both hands In the sky right now before we get to the next song I got any hip-hop fans out there? Where y'all at? Make some noise Y'all ready for Lupe Fiasco? Let me hear you make some fuckin' noise Say insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring the pain Yeah, I came, that's why I came in the game to do my thang So whatchu think? Write my story on the wall, on the wall, on the wall, ah all, in Hall of Fames Got a day in the city, ooh, not too gangster to be dancin' in the video Insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring the pain Yeah, I came, that's why I came in the game to do my thang So whatchu think? See when loves comes from the center, I'm Mutombo to my members I heard you heard that I was fly so I'm Dumbo to my listeners Gimmie them inches I make miles out them, bitches Brew, listen, you couldn't do a mountain trial while in my intertube, Tour de Force Tied so I am not the daddy Had to move the club all by myself 'cause I ain't had no caddy, gladly Didn't always have that cake but I always had a patty Or at least a homegirl like Aesha from Cincinnati Word to Ken and Kathy, who says that we can't be happy? Sadly that it ain't no joke on that block Let Laffy Taffy tried to trap me, dug out like a nappy snappy Even Lassie attacked me, attacked me for grappling so I can get back to wrasslin' for the love Because the foundation is my heart, that's my start Play my part, make communications with my art Give my DJ the Serato, got that chico from my vatos Down in Chicos in El Paso, Tapatío on my tacos Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic, yeah (why?), uh 'Cause they ain't kickin' it right Doin' them papers for the paper like I'm Superman Past, wanna put it all behind me like a movin' van Future, want it cuter than Karrueche Tran Hula dance, not like Yokozuna in booty pants On Hoover, I do the Dam Or at least I'm tryin' in the hopes that I see some diamonds And a boat and a piece of minin' On a coast with a decent climate Where dopes wanna seek refinement And the Pros wanna keep it client And the GOATS wanna see my rhymin' For the dose of the secret science (yeah) Went through the maze on the way to the stage at the pace of Amazing Grace (okay) And the rays, and rays and the rays of the Sun wouldn't fade in the shade of the day Will you lay in a cage with a snake gettin' filleted on the back and it nailed to the palm Not the nails salons but the nails that attack and A rusty razor blade to the face to clear your sins Don't lie, they don't want that fate No, they won't take that place Yeah, gotta get mine from the love from below and above in the mud And the mind of a kind, but I'm tryna relax but design all the time like floods If you see me from the high road, more Tzatziki on my Gyro Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic (why?) 'Cause they ain't kickin' it right Stay insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring the pain Yeah, I came, that's why I came in the game to do my thang So whatchu think? Write my story on the wall, on the wall, on the wall, ah-all, in Hall of Fames Got a day in the city, ooh, not too gangster to be dancin' in the video Yeah, uh, uh Happy Timbuck 2 Day, in the groove you got that Lupe And I'm smooth as Michael Bublé eatin' Creme Brulee and Kool-aid You can scroll down just like Jubei, the whole timeline got that sauce Hard and soft when I lay it down, gotta Wu-Tang logo on my duvet That's ying-yang, that's Baby Boy and Ving Rhames That's the best of both worlds like God caused the Big Bang (mind blown) Now this might drive you insane Keep blacks all around that waist, but don't wanna make us senseis That's insane, send slaves Man's like, "I don't wanna work, send slaves on ships on waves in waves", okay Colder than a goalay, golder than my Rolay Told her hope and hold her 'lobe just like Evander Holay That's cleaner than a solar panel, power panoramic camera Tanner family photo album, used to smuggle cocaine Now they don't want that beef, let that child talk like a king Let that cat walk in the street, extra mild sauce on my wings Gimmie the mic, whatchu want? Gimmie the mic (why?) 'Cause they ain't kickin' it right Stay insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring the pain Yeah, I came, that's why I came in the game to do my thang So whatchu think? Write my story on the wall, on the wall, on the wall, ah all, in Hall of Fames Got a day in the city, ooh, not too gangster to be dancin' in the video We got any hip-hop fans out there? Where y'all at? Make some noise Got a day in the city, ooh, not too gangster to be dancin' in the video Timbuck2, basically just a kid from Chicago that loves DJ'ing
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