Lupe Fiasco - Gold Watch lyrics

(Oh, give the drummer some, yeah, yeah)
(Oh, give the drummer some, yeah, yeah)
(Oh, give the drummer some, yeah, yeah)
(Oh, give the drummer some, yeah, yeah)

Let's peruse the essentials of Cool
A brief study on the things
So instrumental to Lu
That make me feel flyer than lobbies of Ws
A disclaimer, just a rhymer
No credentials from a school (now)
Let's peruse the essentials of Cool
A brief study on the things
So instrumental to Lu
That make me feel flyer than lobbies of Ws
A disclaimer, just a rhymer
No credentials from a school

In my Fall of Rome jeans
My Head Porter wallet
My Neighborhood shirt and my Eddie Chen CLOT
Shit might not go to college
But my street smart polished
Like the black fingernails of
That punk rock logic do the knowledge: man
You can't be punk from projects
Firm disbeliever in your punch clock promise
Was trading off my comics
I was taking them to school
One of Jay-Z boys
Now I'm skating in your pool
Not to be rude, I'm just hating on your rules
Like a young 50, I'm on my world tour
Good morning, Singapore
I'm bringing the sun with me
From the Robert Taylor homes
To Africa's slum cities
I am American mentally
With Japanese tendencies
Parisian sensibility
So stay out the vicinity of

Yeah, yeah, them niggas over there, it's just
Yeah, yeah, now look at what I wear
Got my gold watch and my gold chain
With my fancy car and my diamond ring
With my fancy broad and she foreign
So, it's no words and it's no slang
And I'm no trick and I'm no lame
It's just so slick that she's so game
And it's
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, it's just
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, it's just
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, it's just
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, and it's

I like Diptyque candles and
Maharishi sandals and dita sunglasses
Purple Murder Service samples
I like False T-shirts Dover Street
Is off the handle
Such a good designer, Junya Watanabe
God damn you
I like Yohji Yamamoto and a Max Roach solo
Leather Gucci belts and
Guilty Brotherhood polos
I like Montblanc pens and Moleskine paper
I like Goyard bags and green Now & Laters
Monocle magazine and Japanese manga
Futura Nosferatus and HTM trainers
I love Street Fighter 2
I just really hate Zangief only Ken and Ryu
I find it hard to beat Blanka
Keep a Wee Ninja hanging and
An UNKLE album banging
If you negative in energy
Then stay out the vicinity of

Yeah, yeah, them niggas over there, it's just
Yeah, yeah, now look at what I wear
Got my gold watch and my gold chain
With my fancy car and my diamond ring
With my ghetto broad and she's so plain
Got a couple scars and one
Of those long names
She-a fight a nigga and cusses with no shame
And her ex man had her baggin' up cocaine
But she
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, it's just
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, it's just
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, it's just
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, and it's

But my most coveted thing
Is a high self-esteem
And a low tolerance for them
Telling me how to lean
See, the most important parts are
The ones that are unseen
The wings don't make you fly and
The crown don't make you king
Now, God don't like ugly
Ain't too happy 'bout pretty
I am ignorance's enemy so stay
Out the vicinity of

Yeah, yeah, them niggas over there, it's just
Yeah, yeah, now look at what I wear
Got my gold watch and my gold chain
With my fancy car and my diamond ring
With my ghetto broad and she's so plain
Got a couple scars and one
Of those long names
She-a fight a nigga and cusses with no shame
And her ex man had her baggin' up cocaine
But she
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, it's just
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, it's just
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, it's just
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here, and it's