Lupe Fiasco - Kara Walker lyrics

All blood trip and get the power stripped
From the small plug
All black everything, throwaway, wall rub
Head on my shoulder 'til it's all shrug
Play the whole role, golf ball to a golf club
Get that if you bit fat with the chit-chat
Listen to Ab-Soul 'til you six pack
That's Kit Kats
Now your brains are washed and wig are clean
Take head off shoulders just to
Place them on guillotines
I'm from an era where they
Picked us up in limousines

Still I persevere, network like tennis teams
In modern day but now it's Jets though
Age can bе a klepto, apologize for my retro
That tеxtbook F flow if let go can
Turn little hugs to X O
In one swipe of a Metro
That's a champagne train of thought
Talk a awfully Kara
Walker off-the-wall author
With no competitors, I play both sides
I'm a Wall Street bet, Reddit editor
Plus the secretary of treasury, et cetera
Et cetera
God bless the United States of America
Good night