Lyrics Samurai - Lupe Fiasco

(And they say, and they say, and they say, and they say)
What they say, what they say now?
(They say, they say) uh-huh, uh-huh
(They say, they say, they say)

I'd like to welcome everybody out
To the Samurai
(They say, they say, they say) indeed, indeed, indeed, indeed (speak)
(And) here we go, one time, yeah

I got these really neat (really neat, really neat)
Very beautifully alliterated (very beautiful, uh)
Little battle raps for you (little battle rap, little battle rap, yeah)
I got these really neat (what you got, huh? Uh)
Very beautifully alliterated (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Little battle raps for you (talk to 'em now, c'mon), so come on through

Big eyes looking like skies in binoculars
Two nights live, singing by the Opera House
But not in it, just by it
Somewhat alongside it, a long silence

A strong, vibrant meditative song of guidance
Designed to raise eyelids, sublime, and saved assignments
With warm regards and aged kindness for today's climate
In the vein of gang violence meets the gang's demises, and it bangs

Rises like wings on a plane
Plus a pilot who can fly it into the eye of Hurricane Iris
Stylish, same shoe in different sizes
With evidences of the mileage and the growth (growth)

Top hats and coats, tuxedos and throats, where the bow ties post
Folks look past the lower-class blower of the notes
And tell unspoke jokes as they approach
Where she'll never been inside, but she hopes, yeah

I got these really neat (really neat, really neat)
Very beautifully alliterated (very beautiful) (uh)
Little battle raps for you (little battle rap, little battle rap, yeah)
I got these, really neat (really neat, yeah)
Very beautifully alliterated (what's up, what's up)
Little battle raps for you (yeah, uh, uh), so come on through

The unamplified, fantasized land of the soon-to-be fans of the samurai
Smile wide, got the panorama camera vibe
If you analyze, she's a one-woman gala, glamorized
Just without the glamour or the gala ties

Manner more alive with the jazz guys eating piano pies at the Vanguard
She's a artist and starved, a couple dollars in the band jar
Buys a half a turkey sam', organic and it's hand-carved and ours
If you ask for a piece, freshly laughed for singing jazz in the streets
And the staff asked for police (damn)

I crashed at her friend's flat for a week (for a week)
Felt at home as a raft on the beach (on the beach)
Lit a fag, took a drag, took a tea (took a tea)
Read a book, took a bath, went to sleep

I got these really neat (you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah)
Very beautifully alliterated (very beautiful, uh)
Little battle raps for you (little battle rap, little battle rap for you)
I got these really neat (really neat, really neat, ay)
Very beautifully alliterated (very beautiful, yeah)
Little battle raps for you (little battle rap), so come on through

I'd like to welcome everybody out
Yeah, to the Samurai, Samurai
Uh-huh, to the Samurai
Uh