Lupe Fiasco - Thorns And Horns Lyrics
[Lupe Fiasco]Read my lips, clarinet, talk that walk, pair of stepsTwo shots, parachutes, two drops, pair of troopsNew drops, wearin' roofs, full bloom, bearin' fruitsFull moon put the where in wolves’, apparently put it in the air and shootHeirlooms that's what I leave, heirlooms that's how I weaveThey don't care to you and that's hair to you, this what I breatheI'm the heir apparent from a pair of parentsTaught me that sharin's carin' so I spread the bread outThat's what I needTo get in heaven that's when I bleed, get in hell when I breathe...Get it? Inhale, when I breatheMaybe you'll get it when I breathe, there's levels to this shitAnd there's devils on the level of this *****We all ball even the devil gotta pitchYou fly so that's red bull and a fishYou can have that, that's complimentaryTrue story, documentaryNinja Turtle, sewer sideThough continentally West Side[Hook]I'm just riding around town crown of thorns on my headLiving till I'm dead, yeahShow your respect (x5)(Bow down to the nigga with the horns on his head)(Everything red)(Show no respect (x5)[Ab-Soul]I'm King James with a blunt lit, my name ring like a phone callIt's only right that you meet defeat, I guess that's protocolSoulo ho, oh God, Lord knows like you never said yesSuccess, I'm on the verge-in, like I never had sexYou upset as fake breasts, but don't stress, it looks good on youHe couldn't get it understood, so I stood on himFood and liquor, in my belly, of the beast but you knew alreadyI used to complain until planes I flew alreadyNow I'm ready, amen, like one guy I'm so heavyLet's say tons, that's blasphemy, with eight guns, keep your macheteYoung mind, ***** the world, that's an orgy with an OGIronically, when you're high as me you, won't need floor seatsThis flow here for King Rich I won't stop 'till my team's richerMind, body and spirit on top of the dollar, spinnin'My optimism is why I'm in this positionYou pray, I prey, it's just that I'm a lion bitin' his victim[Hook]I'm just riding around town crown of thorns on my headLiving till I'm dead, yeahShow your respect (x5)(Bow down to the nigga with the horns on his head)(Everything red)(Show no respect (x5)[Ab-Soul/Lupe Fiasco]Pay homage, I ain't gotta plan it to play with cometsSave your comments, trigger finger make you vomitEgghead just makin' omelets to move the chickens like ReaganomicsThis world so damn ugly I won't put make-up on it, just bein' honestKeys on us like dope dealers, open doors for the lost soulsRing on keys like Swizz Beatz, to make sure a nigga never lost thoseAmateurs get locked out, we janitors with the mops outClean house, I used to wanna be the GOAT but I'm the Ox nowRap like I went to Oxford with bastards, threw Glocks on 'emRed and blue, now the cops on 'em, ayy niggaHell yeah, you, with them dots on him, infraredin' youIntellectual like Inspectah Deck, protect your neck from LuCause we the children of the night!Of the livin' dead lookin' for some lightI got some lean up in my SpriteI call it the Jesus Juice, Lu, what would Jesus do? Whoo![Hook]I'm just riding around town crown of thorns on my headLiving till I'm dead, yeahShow your respect (x5)(Bow down to the nigga with the horns on his head)(Everything red)(Show no respect (x5)
