Strange Fruition Lyrics - Food & Liquor Ii - Lupe Fiasco

Now I can't pledge allegiance to your flag 

Cause I can't find no reconciliation with your past 

When there was nothing equal for my people in your math 

You forced us in the ghetto and then you took our dads 

The belly of the beast, these streets are demons' abs 

I'm telling you that setup in them sit-ups is so sad 

The system is a slab, corruption is the swinger 

Sitting high riding dirty, drag racing into danger 

And it's so clean, pine trees smelling good 

With work off in the trunk and niggas in the hood 

So I can't shed blood on any battlefield of yours 

I pray the ugly truth comes and shatters your decor 

And as it all falls down in tatters on the floor 

I shed tears, I don't know what really matters anymore 

Cause I don't know what really matters anymore 

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Man it ain't mean, the strangest thing you've ever seen 

Oh, would you look at how they swing, would you look at how they swing? 

They ain't dead though, no, I didn't die y'all 

I cut myself down, and I admire my fall, into grace 

Now as I wander through the city going mad 

I see the fruits of planting evidence instead of grass 

A swindled generation with no patience, full of swag 

Man, they so impatient with the stations that they have 

As long as they look good when they be doing bad 

Then the separation from the truth is getting vast, fast 

Be a slave at first or free at last 

Double-edged choices make a nigga wanna pass 

Double-headed voices from the eagle on the staff 

The pyramid where eyes will split the spirited in half 

Divided over money, delighted by the dummying 

Down of the importance of crowns we'll never have 

That's why my sounds and sermons are so full of wrath 

Baptize your mind, let your brain take a bath 

Swim inside the river get delivered from the craft 

Of the witches in this business that be living off your sad 

Hating on your happiness you hit 'em off with laughs 

Smile 'til they surrender, then you kill 'em off with glad 

Hello evil, I'm back 

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Man it ain't mean, the strangest thing you've ever seen 

Oh, would you look at how they swing, would you look at how they swing? 

They ain't dead though, no, I didn't die y'all 

I cut myself down, and I admire my fall, into grace