Dots & Lines - Lupe Fiasco

Lupe Fiasco

专辑:《Tetsuo & Youth (Explicit)》

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Dots & Lines - Lupe Fiasco 歌词

You look just like how I'ma be

Sacred geometry

In a line in a line in a line in a line in a line

Three angels in kind on time go straight don't sine x2

With a platinum plaque

It's like robbin george and jack

The mind fears what the blinds hide

But I'm here on the blind side

Hanging up till the line dies

Then off the hook for the crimes tried

Get awful looks from tribe tribe unlawful jux when you climb skies

That's robin hood arrows of the rich'll steal

In hollywood and featherweight I step by step let it escalate

Till you get it will tell you if I hit it

We can make pie if we don't fidget

Xzibit pimp my ride exquisite

We g's coach us back if we die in business

My lord is my chemist my sword is from khemet

Egyptian fonts and ankhs

Scottish writes with montblancs let us stomp

I walk as my father walk master builder is what I thought

Yeah

Where the golden means so the overseer gets overseen

And the over here's are the older things

Can see the bell but don't know the rings

The rings are not sounds but circles

Wear these on your virtues

See through these circles just like steve urkel

Till it's all universal

And it harmonize in like proportion to the larger size

And it's dynamic in the high standard

So each degree has a part to price

See big whirls have little whirls that feed on their velocity

And little whirls have lesser worlds and so on to viscosity

The applause and patience of the laws in nature

Override lies and the laws of nations

Pilgrims bear witness at all the stations

Sun positions overcome traditions

Numbers govern our young religions

Dead levels making plum decisions

Perpendicular to the undivision

That's bad curricular to the unconditioned

Any love less than unconditional is so

Under christian it's unrepentant

The physical part of my church

Emits the invisible arts of my work

To make gold from garbage is not the alchemical point of this math

But truth be told it's the pursuit of gold that turns the goal of men into trash

The soul's gold and they turning gold into cash

And your reflection is your connection to more collections of more directions and paths

If your reflection is a mask then you're reflective of mass

To see yourself just look at me then split your reflection in half