Текст песни Sun God Sam & The California Drug Deals - Lupe Fiasco , Nikki Jean

Compose yourself, like a self-aware opera, conjurer
In the zone like Sonic, to produce me
A sign of the end times
In time to make profit off the t-shirts
And monetize all our research
And leave Earth feet first
Breech, behold whites get whiter in the cold
And colors don't fade in the bleach, hah
Applause, then fall through a man-made self
Talking to a doll at the pancake house
Then bring the light saber-ers
So bring the lampshades out
Mood
To say something lewd on the news
And move like views on a cruise
And fuse like the Q's and the U's
Oh ah oh ah oh ahh
Which side are you on
We're getting warmer
'Cause I can't hold on
Are you close to me
Sunset so long
Can you call me
'Cause I lost my phone
Should I wait for you
Or should I go home
I can't function
These drugs are too strong
I'm seeing stars now
But I'm still unknown
Out here alone
Sunset so long
Mates for life
Chillin' life space with ice
High as a kite
Snakes hiss like air at the St. Claire
When you put it in their face like skin care
But then just take 'em on like a hinge chair
I've done that, I've been there
This's a comeback, let me unpack
And unwrap souvenirs
Free as a speech on a untap
Flat like time on the run
Why you bring a holster to a gun rack?
That's the alpha and omega
That's the Vodka and the vomit
Why you playing soccer with the sonics
That's a iPod to the Amish
You should get involved with the honest
Where everything's honored like Elijah Muhammad
Mixed with a pint of
Hooked on phonics
Let's be liars
That's not chronic, condone Islamic, and it's haunted
Which side are you on
We're getting warmer
'Cause I can't hold on
Are you close to me
Sunset so long
Can you call me
'Cause I lost my phone
Should I wait for you?
Or should I go home?
I can't function These drugs are too strong
Sun god Sam and the California drug deals
Rain drop Wayne and the bank cock love bills
She knows that I'm crooked like Owen
But still goin' like a paradox
Parasite, know it ain't right
Where the fan, now she knows that I'm horny like Triceratops
Together, but separated like a pair of socks, wow
Like pot, using both hands
And his head is the oath
I only follow with escorts now, call it sticking to the program
Fucking all the police, send digits to the pole dancers
Come here like Pol Pot
You love it over here like gold watch
I would treat the box like it's UPS
I would treat the box like a sneaker head
If you shake and throw it like a match with a cigarette
Then drop it like a match on a gas trail
Fix another round for the mob
You the bomb
Let you heart you heart up and down to the door to the back fell
Still wanna put my meat up in your V like I'm Maxwell
Stick a fork in it, dawg, it's important to y'all
But it's pork in it, so it ain't important at all
So underground, laying with a torch in the hall
When unfortunate calls from the
Horoscope cars and the fortunes and balls
Outfit so small, saw a portion of drawers
Crash loud off the track and put the Porsche in the
Wall like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt
Which side are you on?
We're getting warmer
'Cause I can't hold on
Are you close to me?
Sunset so long
Can you call me?
'Cause I lost my phone
Should I wait for you?
Or should I go home?
I can't functionThese drugs are too strong