Popular Demand Lyrics - Enemy Of The State: A Love Story - Lupe Fiasco

It's Hirst/hearse verses and Murakami/murder coming rhyming 

All my raps is (superflat), all your raps is super wack 

Tell him that the future's back, DeLorean rolling down the block 

You can call it shooting craps, and my roof is back 

And my wings is up 

Kingda Ka without Kahlua, so you ain't got to pour the king a cup 

Young Yakuza but, none of my fingers cut 

So I can still sip Red Zinger with my pinkies up 

Made/maid man, you can call this cleaning up 

I'm OCD, I never think it's clean enough 

That's what defines me, I never think it's mean enough 

Lines deeper than those waiting on a sneaker, cuz 

You gone need two heads like the King of Clubs just to figure out the meaning of 

I'm just achieving buzz so stay out of son/sun way like you're drinking blood 

This is what it feels like to be in love 

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I mean come on, I mean look at what I'm dropping here 

Do this for the block and the blogosphere 

No, you ain't ready for the heavy, so I'll keep it light as jogging gear 

I don't want the throne, I want the helicopter rocking chair 

Jay gave me a co-sign like I was RocaWear, but be clear I'm not the air/heir 

I'm the water, fire and the earth 

That means I'm doing dirt, spitting flames and quenching thirst 

And plus the real God has been on my side since birth 

I hope that he forgives me, I hope I do his work in every single verse 

Now I might do a dance, I might even jerk, tell them niggas don't hate 

Only God is great, Enemy Of The State 

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