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Lupe Fiasco

Jean Grey

 

Jean Grey


[Intro:]
Yeah
Yeah Eid Mubarak (y'know what I'm sayin')
Just Lu
Bars for the Eid Mubars
Eid Mubarses (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Let's Go (yeah)

[Lupe Fiasco:]
Uh
Tell 'em welcome to the rarefied
Heir of "I can't be up and terrified"
Pterodactyl-sharing, Red Baron meets the Tuskegee Airmen vibes
Barrel rolling, daring dives
Come back to base like he Derrick Hodge
Sing my prayers like I'm scared of God
In my backyard doing samurai moves, wearing pods
He's kinda square and odd
From an era where we called sharing cops
Been on Ohio we once sharing cars
Mind of Aristotle, larynx of a professor of Meritas
You might be your city's, but I'm America's
Fill in the blanks, kill 'em with thanks

[Samlpe Kali Uchis:]
You know I'm just a flight away
If you want it you could take a private plane
A kilómetros estamos conectando
Y me prendes aunque no me estés tocando
You know I got a lot to say
All these voices in the background of my brain
Y me dicen todo lo que estás pensando
Me imagino lo que ya estás maquinando

[Lupe Fiasco:]
Yeah
Kill 'em with thanks, that's that Jean Grey
I walk a lonely road, that's that Green Day
Far from weak, a young black history month heralding good news
Mild sauce jumping out my wing tray
House on vinyl, money kinda vital, and when it turn rival
You go against the Bucks like Phoenix in the finals
Don't lose your congregation by preaching to the Bible
I'm in the zone
My friends are still alive and I'm rhyming like a diamond in my dome, wordplay
Tell Huggy I want a Uzi for my birthday
All these push-ups and curls got me filling out like surveys
I'm just studying religion
She'll interrupt my sessions with phone calls from prison
Been out the game, Hall of Fame reported me missing
When I gold this album, oh I'll be back to get my position
Eyahhh

[Samlpe Kali Uchis (Lupe Fiasco):]
You know I'm just a flight away
If you want it you could take a private plane (woo)
A kilómetros estamos conectando (yeah)
Y me prendes aunque no me estés tocando (yeah, yeah)
You know I got a lot to say
All these voices in the background of my brain (yeah)
Y me dicen todo lo que estás pensando (ahh)
Me imagino lo que ya estás maquinando

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