Текст песни Lupe Fiasco - Valleys

[Intro]Pharaoh, pharaoh?Pharaoh [Verse 1]Dollar mission, Mississippi masala gettingGuava Casaba melons, getting a spot at competitionTitties and teeth, so silly of me, no really, it's freeAye you can use the phone like a new computer wandThat's an Ethernet pun, cause dial-up's doneWhen it took twenty minutes just to download oneAye, you got a fine face, also a dime in your behindPlease can I find some time space to find baseKinds of rhymes to describe how you're designed greatAnd maybe remove the mind freeLike it's overhead creams at the train yardThat Tom Cruise used in the War of the World'sBefore the aliens came partRemember that, I'm not a fan of the sci-fiLike dial-up's not a fan of the wi-fiI'm in your eyes like little reflective little pools of tie-dyeAnd it's 1972 and I'm some long-haired high guyDriving a Volkswagen Beetle off into the California twilightI usually got top cause I'm a guy rightBut if you're gay that's straight tooHey, I don't hate, I got a couple of friends who went bi twiceDid that arrive right?Do you like whole stories or just the highlightsCause I like to write your life story on the skyMade of Lite Brights, remember those?10 years old, let me get your ageYou were a ten, ten years agoAm I right, who you calling?Maybe New OrleansWhere your Mother lives with your brothers kidsBecause he locked up causeOf what some other motherfucker didLove to fib but the Fibonacci sequenceDo you flicker like Liberace sequenceOr maybe twinkle like little starsAnd tingle like little scarsI run a wrinkle with you like a car hoodAnd we crash test and b-box while we re-rocksSaw William's slam setThen wrap like saran over the panKeep the yams fresh, sweetFive different songs, over five different beatsAnd this one's called ValleyI wrote it on the plane in the chair by the galleyOn the way to Cali, chicken in the saladSounds like a balladYou loyal, so I'm KhaledBuy your momma a palace, scratch thatBuy your momma what matters

Data says dollars hotter than tuna feathersBurning hole in the pocketsAnd in the wallets of all the rappersTrappers attracting all the yellowboning InstagrammersBut what about us? [Verse 2]It burns inside like lactic acidExorcise demons, turn them into godsTurning in the rods for the bags of the catfishI don't believe that god is a black manSpoiled child getting robbed for his black vansMars and other stars in the CAT scansBack when I listened to Killer PriestHand my mind sicker and bigger than Philip HeapsWalking around in kunis with sunnis with thicker beadsRemembering the movies my duty was killing beatsSocial villain I'm willing to live in peaceI told you children I'm willing to live in beastStreets, this is where Helen and Ellen meetSo you can get lost like Gilligan on the beachThe players getting mad they not kicking it with the freaksCause they took away they pussy and giving it to the geeksLike us, paradigm shifter, South Carolina nine shrine grime giverBut not enough dimes to be a prime lin tipperThe difference between "nigga", and "nigger"Uh, Bernie Sanders need a Nike dealThen I might consider that, he might be realIf Phil Knight, knight him then I might like himUntil then children, enjoy the white icing on the cakeCake, cake, cake, cakeOn the cake, cake, cake, cakeOn the cake, cake, cake, cakeOn the cake, cake, cake, cakeYeah, yeah, pharaoh, higher, yeah [Verse 3]What you need a little more? Okay, I'll give you a little more, a little moreFreestyle off the top, sitting on the stool on the blockWatching for the cops watching for the thots and watching for the shotsI'm watching for a lot, I gotta use my eyes cause they use meCause to them I'm like a price, I say surprisesAnd they don't deprive them, I just demisesAnd nothing ever lies yes, on my premisesWatched for my demisesMaybe might like them, until then just enjoy the white icing on the cakeCake, cake, cake, cakeThe cake, cake, cake, cakeThe cake, cake, cake, cakeThe cake, cake, cake, cakeAmeri- the cake, cake, cake, cakeThe cake, cake, cake, cakeAmeri- the cake, cake, cake, cakeThe cake, cake, cake, cakeAmeri- the cake, cake, cake, cake
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