Lupe Fiasco - Twitter Bars 5 lyrics

[Verse 1] Harsh, not for cuddlers, but for butcher knife jugglers Jumpin' out of jets over jungles in search of jaguar jugulars A paper bag is child's play, someone is mistaken I practice rapping myself out of bear traps, a straight jackets like a vacation But let's say it's a paper bag, and I'm hog tied and gagged Handcuffed to safe then locked inside the trunk of a cab Then the cab is driven to the river, set on fire You know what skip the river lets say quick sand cause quicksand's thicker Makes it harder to move, especially when the dynamite is being triggered Oh that I forgot mention, we added a little TNT for a lil' extra tension Then comes the explosion A shower of pieces of cab, safe, sand, handcuffs and paperbag The crowd stands silent, maybe a few gasp Just when all hope is lost, and the crowd gets really sad The smoke clears I appear with cucumber slices on my eyes enjoying my mudbath Saying, "This all you n***as got for me?! Next time tie me up properly Lu-Dini is unimpressed by this shoddily botched locksmith mockery!" If I'm trapped in a paper bag just make sure it's a pen in it Cause that b**h gone look like the roof of da Sistine Chapel when I'm finished Paper Bags?! I'm the guy they use to rap the mouth holes in paper masks A major task's for any one not trained in the art of hatin' trash That's why I practice so fiendish To make sure every little flicker of garbageness of my inner rap self is aggressively extinguished It's what defines meanness, in a mean defined linguist That leaves behind lines thick as linguini Every time I string a stream of mean sh** Now that's a mean twist Like a towel getting wringed by a man with a machine wrist I'll give you back Hoffa but you gotta hand over the Teamstas!!! So ends today's bars...enjoy your day... #FL2