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Lupe Fiasco

Genres: Hip-Hop

Sun God Sam & The California Drug Deals Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

Compose yourself, like a self-aware opera, conjurer 

In the zone like Sonic, to produce me 

A sign of the end times 

In time to make profit off the t-shirts 

And monetize all our research 

And leave Earth feet first 

Breech, behold whites get whiter in the cold 

And colors don't fade in the bleach, hah 

Applause, then fall through a man-made self 

Talking to a doll at the pancake house 

Then bring the light saber-ers 

So bring the lampshades out 

Mood 

To say something lewd on the news 

And move like views on a cruise 

And fuse like the Q's and the U's 

Oh ah oh ah oh ahh 

 

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Which side are you on 

We're getting warmer 

'Cause I can't hold on 

Are you close to me 

Sunset so long 

Can you call me 

'Cause I lost my phone 

Should I wait for you 

Or should I go home 

I can't function 

These drugs are too strong 

I'm seeing stars now 

But I'm still unknown 

Out here alone 

Sunset so long 

 

Photos 

 

Mates for life 

Chillin' life space with ice 

High as a kite 

Snakes hiss like air at the St. Claire 

When you put it in their face like skin care 

But then just take 'em on like a hinge chair 

I've done that, I've been there 

This's a comeback, let me unpack 

And unwrap souvenirs 

Free as a speech on a untap 

Flat like time on the run 

 

Why you bring a holster to a gun rack? 

That's the alpha and omega 

That's the Vodka and the vomit 

Why you playing soccer with the sonics 

That's a iPod to the Amish 

You should get involved with the honest 

Where everything's honored like Elijah Muhammad 

Mixed with a pint of 

Hooked on phonics 

Let's be liars 

That's not chronic, condone Islamic, and it's haunted 

 

Which side are you on 

We're getting warmer 

'Cause I can't hold on 

Are you close to me 

Sunset so long 

Can you call me 

'Cause I lost my phone 

Should I wait for you? 

Or should I go home? 

I can't function These drugs are too strong 

 

Sun god Sam and the California drug deals 

Rain drop Wayne and the bank cock love bills 

She knows that I'm crooked like Owen 

But still goin' like a paradox 

Parasite, know it ain't right 

Where the fan, now she knows that I'm horny like Triceratops 

Together, but separated like a pair of socks, wow 

Like pot, using both hands 

And his head is the oath 

I only follow with escorts now, call it sticking to the program 

Fucking all the police, send digits to the pole dancers 

Come here like Pol Pot 

 

You love it over here like gold watch 

I would treat the box like it's UPS 

I would treat the box like a sneaker head 

If you shake and throw it like a match with a cigarette 

Then drop it like a match on a gas trail 

Fix another round for the mob 

You the bomb 

Let you heart you heart up and down to the door to the back fell 

Still wanna put my meat up in your V like I'm Maxwell 

 

Stick a fork in it, dawg, it's important to y'all 

But it's pork in it, so it ain't important at all 

So underground, laying with a torch in the hall 

When unfortunate calls from the 

horoscope cars and the fortunes and balls 

Outfit so small, saw a portion of drawers 

Crash loud off the track and put the Porsche in the 

wall like skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt 

 

Which side are you on? 

We're getting warmer 

'Cause I can't hold on 

Are you close to me? 

Sunset so long 

Can you call me? 

'Cause I lost my phone 

Should I wait for you? 

Or should I go home? 

I can't functionThese drugs are too strong 

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