Lupe Fiasco - Adoration Of The Magi Lyrics
[Lupe Fiasco]You're so smartYou're like, a contemporary museum of artThat farts, that's harshNarcissism, on narcoticsOn sharp objects in large pocketsAt dark, you ain't gotta hide itKeep it, metal gear solidLead the leaders, that's how you file itThen clobber itLow on energy, find peach cobbler then gobble itYeah, it's food in them drums and boxesIf you beat 'em up then they'll drop itAnd they'll rapidly flicker till they disappearBlinging gradually quikens till they isn't hereAnd that's da da da da da da da....Just to be back inReincarnated, exact twinExact ten, exact twelveBa ba ba ba ba ba ba ba...Exact selfDo I really gotta say it?Didn't we all play it?Dojo, AboboOvershore the throat, polo[?], JimmyEven on the low low[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]Why you ready to die? You just a babyWhy them tears up under your eyes? You just a babyKeep your head up in the sky, you just a babyQuit chasing money, never mind, you just a baby(These men tryna adore youThese men tryna adore you)Why you working for the kids? You just a babyWhy you playing in the streets? You just a baby[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]Now let's vogue, Martin poseDownward facing dog, warrior poseTree pose, bridge poseTriangle pose, seated twist (pose, pose)Upward facing dog (pose, pose)Pigeon poseIn this *****, that's vulgar, that's yogaLet's try it again with clothesAnd closer, enclosure, exposures[?] like [?] meet koza nostras on Oprah's sofaWith both controllerWatchin' Gazans and ashkenazis ride roller coastersSay yeahYeah, lots of options, now up is down, two playerNow A is jump and B is punchYou seein' somethin' that weren't thereDefine friendliness in a nemesis, it's a old test3 buttons, see somethin'That's emphasis on genesis[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]Why you ready to die? You just a babyWhy them tears up under your eyes? You just a babyKeep your head up in the sky, you just a babyQuit chasing money, never mind, you just a baby(These men tryna adore youThese men tryna adore you)Why you working for the kids? You just a babyWhy you playing in the streets? You just a baby[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]Can't be eyes closed when you side scrollYou not the first personThe first person from your first cursin'To your first cursiveAnd your first word is in the curve versionOf the [?] virgin of the word versionThat refers perfect to the first personIn the third verse, who's really meIn the third person but prefers the first one, that's meAgainMaster cleanse and a syringeFrom a gird [?] to your first burgerPamper to her dependsEverything between us just dropsEven in between us no lawsEven where the king is no bossMeet it with a swing it's so southUnless you Bam BamKnocking them pictures into the grand standsIn the club, watching the women just do them hand stands, like you a mans manThat's washing down a hand with the Zam ZamWho got a baby in here with these strippers?She's two weeks pregnantDidn't even know, he's dancing with her, damn[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]Why you ready to die? You just a babyWhy them tears up under your eyes? You just a babyKeep your head up in the sky, you just a babyQuit chasing money, never mind, you just a baby(These men tryna adore youThese men tryna adore you)Why you working for the kids? You just a babyWhy you playing in the streets? You just a baby
