Lupe Fiasco, Casey Benjamin - Strange Fruition lyrics
Lupe Fiasco [Wasalu Muhammad Jaco] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lupe Fiasco, Casey Benjamin - Strange Fruition lyrics]
Now I can't pledge allegiance to your flag
'Cause, I can't find no
Reconciliation with your past
When there was nothing equal for
My people in your math
You forced us in the ghetto, and then
You took our dads the belly of the beast
These streets are demons' abs
I'm telling you that setup in
Them sit-ups is so sad the system is a slab
Corruption is the swinger
Sitting high, riding dirty
Drag racing into danger
And it's so clean, pine trees smelling good
With work off in the trunk
And niggas in the hood
So I can't shed blood on
Any battlefield of yours
I pray the ugly truth comes
And shatters your decor
And as it all falls down
In tatters on the floor i shed tears
I don't know what really matters anymore
'Cause, I don't know what
Really matters anymore man, it ain't mean
The strangest thing you've ever seen
Oh, would you look at how they swing?
Would you look at how they swing?
They ain't dead, though
No, I didn't die y'all i cut myself down
And I admire my fall, into grace
Now, as I wander through the city going mad
I see the fruit's of planting
Evidence instead of grass
A swindled generation with no patience
Full of swag man, they so impatient with the
Stations that they have
As long as they look good
When they be doing bad
Then the separation from the
Truth is getting vast, fast
Be a slave at first or free at last
Double-edged choices make a nigga wanna pass
Double headed voices from the
Eagle on the staff
The pyramid where eyes will split
The spirited in half divided over money
Delighted by the dummying down of the
Importance of crowns we'll never have
That's why my sounds and sermons
Are so full of wrath
Baptize your mind, let your brain take a bath
Swim inside the river
Get delivered from the craft
Of the witches in this business that
Be living off your sad
Hating on your happiness
You hit 'em off with laughs
Smile 'til they surrender
Then you kill 'em off with glad
Hello, Evil I'm back!
Man, it ain't mean
The strangest thing you've ever seen
Oh, would you look at how they swing
Would you look at how they swing?
They ain't dead though
No, I didn't die y'all i cut myself down
And I admire my fall, into grace
'Cause, I can't find no
Reconciliation with your past
When there was nothing equal for
My people in your math
You forced us in the ghetto, and then
You took our dads the belly of the beast
These streets are demons' abs
I'm telling you that setup in
Them sit-ups is so sad the system is a slab
Corruption is the swinger
Sitting high, riding dirty
Drag racing into danger
And it's so clean, pine trees smelling good
With work off in the trunk
And niggas in the hood
So I can't shed blood on
Any battlefield of yours
I pray the ugly truth comes
And shatters your decor
And as it all falls down
In tatters on the floor i shed tears
I don't know what really matters anymore
'Cause, I don't know what
Really matters anymore man, it ain't mean
The strangest thing you've ever seen
Oh, would you look at how they swing?
Would you look at how they swing?
They ain't dead, though
No, I didn't die y'all i cut myself down
And I admire my fall, into grace
Now, as I wander through the city going mad
I see the fruit's of planting
Evidence instead of grass
A swindled generation with no patience
Full of swag man, they so impatient with the
Stations that they have
As long as they look good
When they be doing bad
Then the separation from the
Truth is getting vast, fast
Be a slave at first or free at last
Double-edged choices make a nigga wanna pass
Double headed voices from the
Eagle on the staff
The pyramid where eyes will split
The spirited in half divided over money
Delighted by the dummying down of the
Importance of crowns we'll never have
That's why my sounds and sermons
Are so full of wrath
Baptize your mind, let your brain take a bath
Swim inside the river
Get delivered from the craft
Of the witches in this business that
Be living off your sad
Hating on your happiness
You hit 'em off with laughs
Smile 'til they surrender
Then you kill 'em off with glad
Hello, Evil I'm back!
Man, it ain't mean
The strangest thing you've ever seen
Oh, would you look at how they swing
Would you look at how they swing?
They ain't dead though
No, I didn't die y'all i cut myself down
And I admire my fall, into grace