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LUPE FIASCO lyrics : "Thorns & Horns"

Ft. Ab-Soul

Read my lips, clarinet, talk that walk, pair of steps

Two shots, parachutes, two drops, pair of troops
New drops, wearinâ?? roofs, full bloom, bearinâ?? fruits
Full moon put the where in wolvesâ??, apparently put it in the air and shoot

Heirlooms thatâ??s what I leave, heirlooms thatâ??s how I weave
They donâ??t care to you and thatâ??s hair to you, this what I breathe
Iâ??m the heir apparent from a pair of parents

Taught me that sharinâ??s carinâ?? so I spread the bread out
Thatâ??s what I need
To get in heaven thatâ??s when I bleed, get in hell when I breatheâ?¦

Get it? Inhale, when I breathe
Maybe youâ??ll get it when I breathe, thereâ??s levels to this %#@!
And thereâ??s devils on the level of this (*##$

We all ball even the devil gotta pitch
You fly so thatâ??s red bull and a fish
You can have that, thatâ??s complimentary

True story, documentary
Ninja Turtle, sewer side
Though continentally West Side

Iâ??m just riding around town crown of thorns on my head
Living till Iâ??m dead, yeah
Show your respect (x5)

(Bow down to the ^!$$% with the horns on his head)
(Everything red)
(Show no respect (x5)

Iâ??m King James with a blunt lit, my name ring like a phone call
Itâ??s only right that you meet defeat, I guess thatâ??s protocol
Soulo ho, oh God, Lord knows like you never said yes

Success, Iâ??m on the verge-in, like I never had sex
You upset as fake breasts, but donâ??t stress, it looks good on you
He couldnâ??t get it understood, so I stood on him

Food and liquor, in my belly, of the beast but you knew already
I used to complain until planes I flew already
Now Iâ??m ready, amen, like one guy Iâ??m so heavy

Letâ??s say tons, thatâ??s blasphemy, with eight guns, keep your machete
Young mind, $#&@ the world, thatâ??s an orgy with an OG
Ironically, when youâ??re high as me you, wonâ??t need floor seats

This flow here for King Rich I wonâ??t stop â??till my teamâ??s richer
Mind, body and spirit on top of the dollar, spinninâ??
My optimism is why Iâ??m in this position

You pray, I prey, itâ??s just that Iâ??m a lion bitinâ?? his victim
Iâ??m just riding around town crown of thorns on my head
Living till Iâ??m dead, yeah

Show your respect (x5)
(Bow down to the ^!$$% with the horns on his head)
(Everything red)

(Show no respect (x5)
Pay homage, I ainâ??t gotta plan it to play with comets
Save your comments, trigger finger make you vomit

Egghead just makinâ?? omelets to move the chickens like Reaganomics
This world so damn ugly I wonâ??t put make-up on it, just beinâ?? honest
Keys on us like dope dealers, open doors for the lost souls

Ring on keys like Swizz Beatz, to make sure a ^!$$% never lost those
Amateurs get locked out, we janitors with the mops out
Clean house, I used to wanna be the GOAT but Iâ??m the Ox now

Rap like I went to Oxford with !@$(s, threw Glocks on â??em
Red and blue, now the cops on â??em, ayy ^!$$%
Hell yeah, you, with them dots on him, infraredinâ?? you

Intellectual like Inspectah Deck, protect your neck from Lu
Cause we the children of the night!
Of the livinâ?? dead lookinâ?? for some light

I got some lean up in my Sprite
I call it the Jesus Juice, Lu, what would Jesus do? Whoo!
Iâ??m just riding around town crown of thorns on my head

Living till Iâ??m dead, yeah
Show your respect (x5)
(Bow down to the ^!$$% with the horns on his head)

(Everything red)
(Show no respect (x5)



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