Yeah, Lupe Commissioner, Chi-Town, F and F, collaboration Do it like this here, that's right, that's right Come on, yeah, come on come on Come on come on, yeah Now I ain't tryin' to toot my horn but look what I'm on Man, look what I bought here, look who I taught here Look how I fought here, For what I sought here For everywhere I go, though, they be throwin' salt there But it's cool though, I'mma keep it cool Joe I'm as cool as cool Joe Now look at my shoes, Joe Now look at these shoes, yo You can't find that Unless you flyin' to Singapore Homie you ain't buyin' that All I'm tryin' to do is bringin' that time back It was written, man, bring those rhymes back Life after death homie, bring those lines back Malcolm X, too tryin' to bring that shine back It's my thing, I spit it like Sean King It's more than just rhyming, I'm doin' 'bout nine things The aforementioned executive board Sittin' representin' the world famous Grammy Award-winnin' (F&F?) That's right, homie, Grammy Award winnin' Could have been puttin' it in your face But that's the poor in 'em See, what I gotta front for Who I gotta front for Everythin' you doin', homie, is over and done for But you can catch Lu chillin' in his one off's If y'all dont know what that means, homie Then y'all understand thats mean, homie That means, homie, these jeans on me are only pale After sewing machines, homie Yeah, I'm just showin' you're mean, homie Like a dictionary Just listen clearly to the clean, homie And this ain't fair, I'm barely on my lean, homie I put my all like into a washing machine, homie Double loader, you just watchin' me clean, homie Wait til' I sod you in dirt Oops, I spilled some 1st & 15th on me And that stained Maine You can try Canada Dry Or you can try pouring Oxy Clean on me Homie, it won't work clean Chicken head resistant Lady, you can't curse God willin', we got the album comin' out, though Ha ha , church
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