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Lupe Fiasco

Genres: Hip-Hop

Lilies Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

Come, and bring the pieces to the master 

He who organize by size then completes them with the plaster 

Now, what should we call it? 

After the 12 cocktails prevails the inner alcoholic 

Who knelt you by the toilets? 

Remember, remember? Just like the Knights of Malta 

Niggas like their liquor malted, manifested like a land without the Indian 

Just all kith and foul kin 

Whether Maltese or Millennium 

Saucer, Chaucer of the airwaves 

Too assist once a nigga leaves, but her hair beige 

The other's hair shaved 

Both standin' at the bottom of the staircase poised 

But boys too coy to look in their face 

Oy bring the dabber, you can have 'em 

On annual sabbatical, lookin' lousy in the cabin 

Groomin's only prudent to continue working with humans 

But ain't no livin' signals inside my circle of students 

Huh, huh 

 

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Lilies in the valley of my heart 

Lay you on your back and fall apart 

Lately I been looking at the sparks 

It got my mind going back to Cali after dark 

I got a problem with commitment I'd say 

Laying here waiting on waves 

To wash away the palisades 

Buried as a barricade 

Put the lily in the valley of my heart 

 

Leave, and take these pictures to the pawn shop 

Tell 'em you want the same amount of money that the one got 

Pull up on the side of his Ghost and let the Dijon drop 

If they muster up the courage to murk us at the Quran swaps 

For the ones that tell you how to orchestrate the bomb plots 

Taught you well on how to tell the impostors 

Made an inner city Mosque in Mississippi, Madrassas 

Much like differences in instances, itty-bitty is topless 

That was food for the fingers 

Dim the lights to set the mood for the singers 

Who can turn the stage into a school for the redeemers 

Like an agent teaching Afghans to use the tool with the stingers 

Useful as a back tire to a flat tire 

A bazooka's your best friend until it backfires 

Your strata needs a bunk bed ladder to climb up 

And high hopes will put this whole matter behind us 

 

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Lilies in the valley of my heart 

Lay you on your back and fall apart 

Lately I been looking at the sparks 

It got my mind going back to Cali after dark 

I got a problem with commitment I'd say 

Laying here waiting on waves 

To wash away the palisades 

Buried as a barricade 

Put the lily in the valley of my heart 

 

Still, debunking the myth of a sleepover 

As the enola sneaks over 

The seat thinking ricolas fixes Ebola 

Hol' up, heathens and thieves, in case police show up 

Out the belly of the beast, making the streets blow up 

Blowing in her hands, making the heat hold her us in streaks 

All my skills on the hilltop, you can hear a quill drop 

Spoon full of sugar help the pill pop 

Let us Tetris, little blocks until the bill clots 

And then fill spots and make the field drop 

Levels, wearing the barren's medals 

Otherwise bare expect for a pair of petals 

Somethin' like a bear except he's wearing a pareo 

Fair safe haven to take your share of De Niro 

In his care, might square to a pair of you share hold 

Heavily invested to bury every [?] now 

 

Lilies in the valley of my heart 

Lay you on your back and fall apart 

Lately I been looking at the sparks 

It got my mind going back to Cali after dark 

I got a problem with commitment I'd say 

Laying here waiting on waves 

To wash away the palisades 

Buried as a barricade 

Put the lily in the valley of my heart 

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