Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Adoration Of The Magi, artist - Lupe Fiasco. Album song Tetsuo & Youth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.01.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Song language: English
Adoration Of The Magi |
You’re so smart |
You’re like, a contemporary museum of art |
That farts, that’s harsh |
Narcissism, on narcotics |
On sharp objects in large pockets |
At dark, you ain’t gotta hide it |
Keep it, metal gear solid |
Lead the leaders, that’s how you file it |
Then clobber it |
Low on energy, find peach cobbler then gobble it |
Yeah, it’s food in them drums and boxes |
If you beat 'em up then they’ll drop it |
And they’ll rapidly flicker till they disappear |
Blinking gradually quickens till they isn’t here |
And that’s da da da da da da da… |
Just to be back in |
Reincarnated, exact twin |
Exact ten, exact twelve |
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba… |
Exact self |
Do I really gotta say it? |
Didn’t we all play it? |
Dojo, Abobo |
Overshore the throat, polo |
Billy, Jimmy |
Even on the low low |
Why you ready to die? |
You just a baby |
Why them tears up under your eyes? |
You just a baby |
Keep your head up in the sky, you just a baby |
Quit chasing money, never mind, you just a baby |
(These Maji adore you) |
Why you wanna be born again? |
You just a baby |
Why you playing in the streets? |
You just a baby |
Now let’s vogue, Martin pose |
Downward facing dog, warrior pose |
Tree pose, bridge pose |
Triangle pose, seated twist (pose, pose) |
Upward facing dog (pose, pose) |
Pigeon pose |
In this bitch, that’s vulgar, that’s yoga |
Let’s try it again with clothes |
And closer, enclosure, exposures |
Quiet is kept like Rosicrucian meet koza nostras on Oprah’s sofa |
With both controllers |
Watchin' Gazans and ashkenazis ride roller coasters |
Say yeah |
Yeah, lots of options, now up is down, two player |
Now A is jump and B is punch |
You seein' somethin' that weren’t there |
To find friendliness in a nemesis, it’s a old test |
3 buttons, see somethin' |
That’s emphasis on genesis |
Can’t be eyes closed when you side scroll |
You not the first person |
The first person from your first cursin' |
To your first cursive |
And your curse words is in the curve version |
It occurs virgin is the word version |
That refers perfect to the first person |
In the third verse, who’s really me |
In the third person but prefers the first one, that’s me |
Again |
Master cleanse and a syringe |
From a gerber until your first burger |
Pamper to her depends |
Everything between is just drawers |
Even in between is no loss |
Even where the king is no boss |
Meet it with a swing it’s so south |
Unless you Bamm Bamm |
Knocking them pitches into the grand stands |
In the club, watching the women just do them hand stands |
Like you a man’s man |
That’s washing down a ham with the Zam Zam |
Who got a baby in here with these strippers? |
She’s two weeks pregnant |
Didn’t even know, he’s dancing with her, damn… |