SLEDOM (feat. Crystal Torres & Graham Burris) - Lupe Fiasco

Carrera (Dumb it down) Coolest nigga what (Dumb it down) FNF up (Dumb it down) (Dumb it down) I'm fearless, now hear this, I'm earless And I'm peerless, that means I'm eyeless Which means I'm tearless Which means my iris resides where my ears is Which means I'm blinded But I'mma find it I can feel its nearness But I'mma veer so I don't come near Like a chicken or a deer But I remember I'm not a listener or a seer So my windshields smear Here, you steer, I really shouldn't be behind this Clearly cause my blindness The windshield is minstreled, the whole grill is road kill So trill and so sincere, yea I'm both them there Took both pills when a bloke in a trench coat And the locs in a chair had approached him here Made it clear as a ghost so a biter of the throats in the mirror The writer of the quotes for the ghosts Who supplier of the notes that they living Riverton is rosey, pockets full of poseys Given to the mother of the deceased awaken at war 'Till I'm resting in peace You going over niggas' heads Lu (Dumb it down) They telling me that they don't feel you (Dumb it down) We ain't graduate from school nigga (Dumb it down) Them big words ain't cool nigga (Dumb it down) Yea I heard "mean and vicious" nigga (Dumb it down) Make a song for the bitches nigga (Dumb it down) We don't care about the weather nigga (Dumb it down) You'll sell more records if you (Dumb it down) And I'm mouthless which means I'm soundless Now as far as the hearing now I found it It was as far as the distance from an earing to the ground is But the doorknockers on the ear of a stewardess in the Lear She fine and she flying I feel I'm flying by 'cause my mind's on cloud nine And in her mind and at the same time Pimps see the wings on the underground king Who's also Klingon to infinity and beyond Something really stinks but I Spinks like Leon Or lion in the desert, I'm flying on Pegasus, you flying on a pheasant Rider of the white powder, picker of the fire flower Spit hot fire like Dylan on Chappelle skit Yea, smell it on my unicorn, don't snort the white horse But toot my own horn You been shedding too much light Lu (Dumb it down) You're makin' 'em wanna do right Lu (Dumb it down) They're getting self esteem Lu (Dumb it down) These girls are tryna be queens Lu (Dumb it down) They're tryna graduate from school Lu (Dumb it down) They're starting to think that smart is cool Lu (Dumb it down) They're tryna get up out the hood Lu (Dumb it down) I don't tell you what you should do (Dumb it down) And I'm brainless which means I'm headless like Ichabod Crane is Or foreplayless sex is, which makes me saneless With no neck left to hang a chain with Which makes me necklace less like a necklace theft And I ain't use my headrest yet They said they need proof like a vestless chest About the best fair FF jet in the nest Who exudes confidence and excess depth Even scuba Steve will find it hard to breathe Around these leagues, my snorkel is a tuba Lu the ruler around these seas Westside Poseidon, Westside beside him Chest high and rising almost touching the knees Of stewardess and the pilot, lucky they make you flowered Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves David Blaine, make it rain, make a boat, I make a plane Then I pull the plug and I make it drain Until I feel like flowing and filling it up again Westside You be putting me to sleep nigga (Dumb it down) That's why you ain't poppin' in the streets nigga (Dumb it down) You ain't winning no awards nigga (Dumb it down) Robots and skateboards nigga? (Dumb it down) GQ man of the year G? (Dumb it down) Shit ain't rocking over here B (Dumb it down) Why don't you talk about your cars nigga? (Dumb it down) And what the fuck is 'go yard' nigga? (Dumb it down) Make it rain for the chicks (Dumb it down) Pour champagne on a bitch (Dumb it down) What the fuck is wrong with you? (Dumb it down) How can I get on a song with you? (Dumb it down) Look B, here's my math, my 2way, uh What's, uh, here take this, stay right there Fuck what my boys talking about nigga Nigga you hot for me, I like you Listen G they tell me I should come down cousin But I flatly refused I ain't dumb down nothing

Let me flex, get up, brush sand off myself I was just holding my breath Blue shorts, red shirt, how I'm dressed I look fresh, and I feel Bleeeeeeessseeeeeeddddd What's your name? My name Alan, sounds like Allen I love smiling, I got talents I can do flips, I can keep my balance I love dancing, matter of fact, can I have one? Right now, y'all heard the man, lights out And the moon turns into a disco ball Heaven, better come and get your daughter Waltzing all on top of that water Then whip, then nae-nae, then dip Down in my submarine I got a pair of seats Raise the periscope, and see parakeets And the dinosaurs don't be scaring me I got my own personal Dairy Queen Satisfaction is guaranteed I'm rather dashing, apparently Got an airplane, too Why don't you come fly through the air with me? Best thing of all, my mother says that I'm very sweet Jonylah says "it's all cool, but what about school?" And ain't you Muslim?--you can't talk 'til you marry me The waves can be your cover, the beach can be your pillow My heart can be your house, my eyes will be your windows To teach you how to swim and then we'll play Nintendo Beating all of your friends, dancing to the tempo Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan, go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan, go Alan, go Alan And they say, yeah Now entering that Canadian Olympic swimming team And those medals are just glistening, so gold So cold, yeah And Alan did the most, all those world records he broke That's why his nickname is the lifeguard and my God is he dope Michael Phelps cannot believe it even though he is his coach He might be the next Steve Zissou, or maybe Jacques Cousteau Where he saw that little boy, go and fall off of that boat So he jumped off in that water swam him right back to the shore Now ain't that wow, crowd goes wild Little boy scared so the child won't smile So Alan get a towel to dry him off and wipe him down Put a ice cream out that's more his style Father runs down that beach, sees his son just playin' in the sand Hugs Alan who says he's a brave little man walk away little boy Turns around and waves his hand, 'cause Jonylah say Guess what I did today, got my rescue on saved a kid today Had my wet suit on,, even taught him next time how to swim away You should really feel good that you gave your help Might get you into heaven, might raise your health Might get a lot of blessings, might raise your wealth Bet you ain't even know that you saved yourself The waves can be your cover, the beach can be your pillow My heart can be your house, my eyes will be your windows To teach you how to swim and then we'll play Nintendo Be with all of your friends, dancing to the tempo Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, Go Alan, Go Alan, Go Alan Go Alan, go Alan, go Alan, go Alan The waves can be your cover, the beach can be your pillow My heart can be your house, my eyes will be your windows To teach you how to swim and then we'll play Nintendo Be with all of your friends, dancing to the tempo Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan, go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan, go Alan, go Alan

You're so smart You're like, a contemporary museum of art That farts, that's harsh Narcissism, on narcotics On sharp objects in large pockets At dark, you ain't gotta hide it Keep it— metal gear solid Lead the leaders, that's how you file it Then clobber it Low on energy, find peach cobbler then gobble it Yeah, it's food in them drums and boxes If you beat 'em up then they'll drop it And they'll rapidly flicker till they disappear Blinking gradually quickens till they isn't here And that's da da da da da da da... Just to be back in Reincarnated, exact twin Exact ten, exact twelve Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba... Exact self Do I really gotta say it? Didn't we all play it? Dojo, Abobo Overshore the throat, polo Billy, Jimmy Even on the low low Why you ready to die? You just a baby Why them tears up under your eyes? You just a baby Keep your head up in the sky, you just a baby Quit chasing money, never mind, you just a baby (These Maji adore you)x2 Why you wanna be born again? You just a baby Why you playing in the streets? You just a baby Now let's vogue, Martin pose Downward facing dog, warrior pose Tree pose, bridge pose Triangle pose, seated twist (pose, pose) Upward facing dog (pose, pose) Pigeon pose In this bitch, that's vulgar, that's yoga Let's try it again with clothes And closer, enclosure, exposures Quiet is kept like Rosicrucian meet Cosa Nostras on Oprah's sofa With both controllers Watchin' Gazans and ashkenazis ride roller coasters Say yeah Yeah, lots of options, now up is down, two player Now A is jump and B is punch You seein' somethin' that weren't there To find friendliness in a nemesis, it's a old test 3 buttons, see somethin' That's emphasis on genesis Why you ready to die? You just a baby Why them tears up under your eyes? You just a baby Keep your head up in the sky, you just a baby Quit chasing money, never mind, you just a baby (These Maji adore you)x2 Why you wanna be born again? You just a baby Why you playing in the streets? You just a baby Can't be eyes closed when you side scroll You not the first person The first person from your first cursin' To your first cursive And your curse words is in the curve version It occurs virgin is the word version That refers perfect to the first person In the third verse, who's really me In the third person but prefers the first one, that's me Again Master cleanse and a syringe From a gerber until your first burger Pamper to her depends Everything between is just drawers Even in between is no loss Even where the king is no boss Meet it with a swing it's so south Unless you Bamm Bamm Knocking them pitches into the grand stands In the club, watching the women just do them hand stands Like you a man's man That's washing down a ham with the Zam Zam Who got a baby in here with these strippers? She's two weeks pregnant Didn't even know, he's dancing with her, damn... Why you ready to die? You just a baby Why them tears up under your eyes? You just a baby Keep your head up in the sky, you just a baby Quit chasing money, never mind, you just a baby (These Maji adore you)x2 Why you wanna be born again? You just a baby Why you playing in the streets? You just a baby

Hey, you looking over there I got something to show you if you got the time to spare Equality's the highest and the price is very fair It's honestly the nicest thing that I have ever shared You look like the type that likes a diamond in his ear To walk around the town and be so shiny and revered Come across his boss and be so timely and prepared Look like a million dollars off of signing with the Bears I don't mean to be so deeply inside of your affairs But if I liked getting ripped off, then I'd be over there But that's why I'm over here, with that you should beware I'm only saying this because I really, really care I think it's more a temple, not a stall But no, not a religion, not at all I know it's kind of simple, and it's small But that's 'cause it's the middle of the mall If you wanna show off and just ball Or your intention is the drawers We got credentials for it all Welcome to the middle of the mall You ain't got a budget for these nuggets You can keep it Plain Jane and blow out they brains when you in public The matching ring chain gon' look insane when you untuck it They'll never know the difference, even if you let 'em touch it Now if you are a rapper or a trapper on the job It don't really matter if you get jacked, or you get robbed You can go on, let 'em have it, it's not a factor or a prob' Only thing that's gonna happen, you gon' get attacked by all the blogs Military rolling up, little boy you gon' be shot And you gon' be so attractive on the block Now, it might make you a magnet for the cops But please don't let them haters try and drag you from the top You ain't gotta be a criminal involved Know how to rap or knack for dribbling the ball Or be a prince or an emperor at all Everybody's equal in the middle of the mall We are not the center of applause But secretly the center of the cause This is where the finishers evolve In the middle of the malls Diamonds only worth what you are willing to pay A deceptive game you are killing to play Now I have diamonds, it's odd feeling this way But when they start to sparkle that star-glittering glaze It sways, takes your mind off today's Where preachers can praise AIDS as God killing the gays What a fucking phrase, never ceases to amaze But when he dies from cancer, that's God's mysterious ways Jesus saves, African sold slaves Gabriel's in Afghanistan passing out AKs It's a rage The diamond sometimes are suede's while putting 'em to the blade I have hesitations There, I've put it all on the table, I have my reservations Besides, we'll find something else useless to put our faith in You won't finish this here, we'll pick up after meditation Uh-huh Uh-huh, uh-huh It seems you've got the spirit of the appalled And you've got the lyrics and the draw I know some people love to hear it how you call You should join us in the middle of the mall I'm cool, man, I've got a watch already Well, excuse me

Socio, 101.5 ¡Buenos días, mi gente! Leticia, aquí, mandándoles saludos donde quiera que estén En Texas, México, Los Ángeles, hasta Colombia, Centro y Sudamérica, Miami, mi pana del Caribe, Barcelona y de regreso a Chicago Les mando besos (Mmmuah) ¡Saludos! Y que este día les traiga amor, dinero, prosperidad ¡Ay, mira no más! ¡Que sorpresa! Nuestro amigo Lupe Fiasco me dejó unas canciones para jugarles ¿Están listos? ¡Ándale, pues! ¡Aquí les va! ¡Drogas! (Yaaay) Dios es mi droga, si no a qué soy adicta Bonita chica, se encuentran de Costa Rica O tal vez Colombia y cantar sobre política Ambiente reggae, esto lucha en tono a esas mujeres Paz, paz, paz, paz sin pistolas (Pistolas) Sólo rosas, es mejor que la coca Coca, tranquilo Señorita, ven para ir a Barranquilla Besos, besos, besos, besos, besos ¿Cómo me veo? ¡Realmente bueno! Bueno, bueno Bueno, bueno Besos, besos, besos, besos, besos ¿Cómo me veo? ¡Realmente bueno! Bueno, bueno Bueno, bueno Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Dios es mi droga, si no a qué soy adicta Bonita chica, se encuentran de Costa Rica O tal vez Colombia y cantar sobre política Ambiente reggae, esto lucha en torno a las mujeres ¡Paz!