Kneelin' On Needles Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

[Intro] 

Wa-ves... you say waves, I say wa-ves 

Kaepernick, waddup? 

I knew they was gonna do that to you 

But it's all good, though 

You gotta' stand up for something, know what I'm talking about? 

[Verse 1] 

Gravitons, orbit around my halo space, halo space 

Little Debbie crumbs and potato flakes 

Junkyard food meets 808s 

Better say your grace 

Stay your place, play your bass 

And wait on a upright 

Right up to them niggas that don't like us 

Writer, fiber optics on high fiber 

Move 

Quick like that, no, I go as, "ain't shit like that" 

Magnum entendre, rollin' on a rubber 

Hit Virgin for the album, I was floatin' on the cover 

I pit my car, they let a lad in 

I was floatin' on the cover, made a message out a mess 

Got 'em clothes up the flow and taught 'em how to dress 

Made a space so they can milk this way 

Had 'em open up the udders 

Broken off hat had folks in all colors 

I wish a nigga would try and open y'all shutters 

Cartier frames, Aoki on a shirt 

And red and white chukkas 

Why you goin' all hard tho? 

NASCAR star got bars by the carload 

You know LF won to come out the top 

But for this ten I'ma just open up the car door 

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Might spit the stash box sequence that I open up the cargo 

If I break it down to your lil homie, might get a nigga CARTO 

You ain't gotta worry 'bout ours tho 

DROGAS Light, DROGAS 

And I might drop SKULLS as an art show 

K-dot wants stretch marks 

I wanna own everything that's west of the best parts 

KRIT, everything from the legs down 

Mickey Factz, everything where the neck starts 

Necklace, head heart, go, get set, mark, oh 

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[Hook] 

Turn the mics up 

Like a nigga 'round fight club 

And the fuzz came through to indict us 

But it's an inside job to decrease the supply then turn around and drive all the price up 

I be speaking it right 

But it's hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white 

Oh Lord 

I be speaking it right 

But it's hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white 

All right, all right, oh Lord 

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[Verse 2] 

But, I'm back to the mentally 

And it's not about natural ability 

You would think that Kaep took a shat on the Statue of Liberty 

God damn 

It's like we're trapped in a memory 

Untrue facts where black is an injury 

It makes we wanna snap, just slap me an enemy 

Then go into the back and just rap to infinity 

Fuck, be more like Chance 

Solo acts be more like bands 

Adversaries be more like fans 

BD's and GD's be more like fam 

I'm just vying for the summer 

Women lie, men lie 

And everybody lie about the numbers 

Hard to be smart when the only thing on your mind 

Is dying from a thumper 

I know I'm weird but nigga it's real 

Better to hear it from a nigga like Lu 

Before you hear it from a nigga like Trump 

Talking to a nigga like you 

Oh Lord 

[Hook] 

Turn the mics up 

Like a nigga 'round fight club 

And the fuzz came through to indict us 

But it's an inside job to decrease the supply then turn around and drive all the price up 

I be speaking it right 

But it's hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white 

Oh Lord 

I be speaking it right 

But it's hard to believe that people still believe that Jesus is white 

All right, all right, oh Lord