Lupe Fiasco - Happy Timbuck2 Day lyrics

[Intro: Timbuck2] Me and Lupe Fiasco, Hollywood, California Palm trees, Hollywood lights, enjoy the show Before we take it down I need everybody in the building tonight right now From front to back, left to right, to put both hands in the sky Right now before we get to the next song We got any hip-hop fans out there? Where y'all at? Make some noise Y’all ready for Lupe Fiasco? Let me hear you make some f**in' noise [Bridge] Say insane, insane in the brain In the brain, I bring the pain Yeah, I came, that's why I came In the game to do my thang, so whatchu think? Write my story on the wall, on the wall On the wall, ah-all, in Hall of Fames Got a day in the city, ooohh Not too gangster to be dancin’ in the video Insane, insane in the brain In the brain, I bring the pain Yeah, I came, that's why I came In the game to do my thang, so whatchu think? [Verse 1] See when loves comes from the center, I'm Mutombo to my members I heard you heard that I was fly so I'm Dumbo to my listeners Gimmie them inches I make miles out them, b**hes, brew Listen, you couldn't do a mountain trial while in my intertube Tour de Force, tied so I am not the daddy Had to move the club all by myself 'cause I ain't had no caddy Gladly, didn't always have that cake but I always had a patty Or at least a home girl like Aesha from Cincinnati Word to Ken and Kathy, who says that we can’t be happy? Sadly that it ain’t no joke on that block, let Laffy Taffy Tried to trap me, dug out like a nappy snappy, even La**ie Attacked me, tag me for grapplin' so I can get back to wra**lin’ For the love because the foundation is my heart, that's my start Play my part, make communications with my art Give my DJ the Serato, got that chico from my vatos Down in Chicos in El Paso, Tapatío on my tacos [Chorus] Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) 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Cause they ain't kickin' it right [Verse 2] Yeah, uhh Doin’ them papers for the paper like I'm Superman Past, wanna put it all behind me like a movin' van Future, want it cuter than Karrueche Tran, Hula dance Not like Yokozuna in booty pants, on Hoover, I do the Dam Or at least I'm tryin', in the hopes that I see some diamonds On a boat and a piece of mind and on a coast with a decent climate Where dopes wanna seek refinement And the pros wanna keep it client And the cults wanna see my rhymin' For the dose of the secret science (yeah) Way through the maze on the way To the stage at the pace of Amazing Grace (okay) And a raisin raised in the rays of the Sun Wouldn't fade in the shade of the day (okay) Will you lay in a cage with a snake Gettin' filleted on the back and it nailed to the palm? Not the nails from salons but the nails that attack And a rusty razor blade to the face To clear your sins? Nah They don't want that fate, no They won't take that place, yeah Gotta get mine from the love from below and above in the mud And the mind of a kind but I'm tryna relax But design all the time like floods If you see me from the high road, more Tzatziki on my Gyro [Chorus] Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) Gimme the mic (why?) Cause they ain't kickin' it right [Bridge] Say insane, insane in the brain In the brain, I bring the pain Yeah, I came, that's why I came In the game to do my thang, so whatchu think? Write my story on the wall, on the wall On the wall, ah-all, in Hall of Fames Got a day in the city, ooohh Not too gangster to be dancin' in the video [Verse 3] Yeah, uh, uh Happy Timbuck2 Day, in the groove you got that Lupe And I'm smooth as Michael Bublé eatin' creme brulee and Kool-Aid You can scroll down just like Jubei, the whole timeline got that sauce Hard and soft when I lay it down, gotta Wu-Tang logo on my duvet That's ying-yang, that's Baby Boy and Ving Rhames That's the best of both worlds like God caused the Big Bang (Mind blown) Now this might drive you insane Keep blacks all around that waist, but don't wanna make us senseis That's insane, send slaves, man's like, "I don't wanna work, send slaves On ships, on waves, in waves", okay Colder than a goalay, golder than my Rolay Told her hope and hold her 'lobe just like Evander Holay That's cleaner than a solar panel, power panoramic camera Tanner family photo album, used to smuggle c**aine Now they don't want that beef, let that child talk like a king Let that cat walk in the street, extra mild sauce on my wings [Chorus] Gimme the mic (whatchu want?) 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