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LUPE FIASCO lyrics : "All The Way Turnt Up"

Microphone check make them all bounce,
Every teller in Bank of America make them all count,
You gon need the whole staff to add up the amount,

Its gonna take to pay me off to keep me out yo house,
To keep me in my zone so I don't zone out,
I'm rich and po like zone 4, thoughts is deep like ton loc,

Walk with me like ol' folks, cross the street a score is goal'd,
I don't rap I hockey rank cuz my flow is so cold,
I am on my mhm they are on they oh no,

I am really in hair,
They aint really like soul glow,
Don't you know I'm so sho,

Them ^!$$%s got no glow,
Find a master for you can come back into the Dojo,
Lupe got his mind right,

^!$$% this is my mic,
And I come to take it all back like Miller High Life,
He must not be tied tight,

Back against the wall,
He gon throw the ball like he playing Jai Alai,
I'll do the register you just get them fries right,

I don't trust America after watching Zeitgeist,
Take a look at my stripe,
Chests look like a tiger arm,

And I'm hot as tiger balm,
Fire like the five alarm,
And it's set to tire barn,

Get yo fire fighter on,
I aint worried bout you hoes,
I don't even need to roll,

I'll turn down yo ex like how you put your tires on,
Once I get this tires on,
I buy a bomb and tie it on,

Ride this around the entire song,
Find a line to drive it on,
Park it in a metaphor,

Wait for it the timers on,
You can turn yo hydrants on,
I'll just turn my wipers on,

Wipe it off then whip me down,
But don't forget about my bomb.

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