Lupe Fiasco - Brief Intermission lyrics

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Lupe Fiasco - Brief Intermission lyrics

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Yeah In my hot ride with my hair long And my hair bone and my Vans on Must transform like a robot, or watch Oh no pops, off his top all day long Like my head and my dreads Cut your head off on this song Wanna play with him, don't play with him Can't f** around if you don't stay with him And that's my house and I house that And you ain't with that cause you ain't 'bout that You ain't 'bout it 'bout it, you ain't Master P I'm a master n***a, you in back of me And that's reverse, don't rehearse On this verse, it's off the top This freestyle from the chee chow From the west side, from the C-H-I That F-I and that murder rate And that ? cast, no bird That birth rate, tryin' to rise that And my documentary's like NASDAQ And my stock risin', your stock fall ? she got the Glock dog Uh, ? and no blood and no gang I ain't no crip, but I'm so OG Them n***as know, that's why they hang Like a hangman or a noose, aw, but I'm too long I'm the front of the train and the caboose Homes, I'm all of that On this track, did you get that there? It's like railroadin', it's underground And you can hear when the storm comin' That lightening strike and that thunder sound, uh When the ba** drop, and you know I do that like Batman When the cake drop, or like Superman Flyin' through the sky, can't take shots Y'all take shots, but no liquor, just bounce off My chest n***a, Lupe! Like Oliver Stone, my movie, so groovy And I ooh-op like two shots, uzi [Verse 2] Lupe came through the hood, so you know I show him love Forty-five on my chest just in case a n***a touch [Verse 3] [Verse 4] [Verse 5] [Verse 6]