Lupe Fiasco, Ab-Soul - THORNS & HORNS lyrics

Read my lips, clarinet, talk that walk
Pair of steps
Two shots, parachutes, two drops
Pair of troops
New drops, wearin' roofs, full bloom
Bearin' fruit's
Full moon put the where in wolves’
Apparently put it in the air and shoot
Heirlooms that's what I leave
Heirlooms that's how I weave
They don't care to you and
That's hair to you, this what I breathe
I'm the heir apparent from a pair of parents
Taught me that sharin's carin' so
I spread the bread out that's what I need
To get in heaven that's when I bleed
Get in hell when I breathe
Get it? Inhale, when I breathe
Maybe you'll get it when I bereave
There's levels to this shit
And there's devils on the


Level of this bitch
We all ball even the devil gotta pitch
You fly so that's red bull and a fish
You can have that, that's complimentary
True story, documentary
Ninja Turtle, sewer side
Though continentally West Side
I'm just riding around town crown
Of thorns on my head
Living till I'm dead, yeah
Show your respect show your respect
Show your respect show your respect
Show your respect
(Bow down to the nigga with
The horns on his head, Everything red)
(Show no respect show no respect
Show no respect show no respect
Show no respect)

I'm King James with a blunt lit
My name ring like a phone call
It's only right that you meet defeat
I guess that's protocol soulo ho, oh God
Lord knows like you never said yes
Success, I'm on the verge-in
Like I never had sex
You upset as fake breasts, but don't stress
It looks good on you
He couldn't get it understood
So I stood on him
Food and liquor, in my belly
Of the beast but you knew already
I used to complain until
Planes I flew already now I'm ready, amen
Like one guy I'm so heavy
Let's say tons, that's blasphemy
With eight guns, keep your machete
Young mind, fuck the world
That's an orgy with an OG
Ironically, when you're high as me
You won't need floor seats
This flow here for King Rich I
Won't stop 'till my team's richer
Mind, body and spirit on top of the dollar
Spinnin'
My optimism is why I'm in this position
You pray, I prey, it's just that I'm a
Lion bitin' his victim
I'm just riding around town crown
Of thorns on my head
Living till I'm dead, yeah
Show your respect show your respect
Show your respect show your respect
Show your respect
(Bow down to the nigga with
The horns on his head, Everything red)
(Show no respect show no respect
Show no respect show no respect
Show no respect)

Pay homage
I ain't gotta plan it to play with comets
Save your comments
(trigger finger make you vomit)
(Egghead just makin' omelets to move
The chickens like Reaganomics)
This world so damn ugly I
Won't put make-up on it, just bein' honest
Keys on us like dope dealers
Open doors for the lost souls
(Ring on keys like Swizz Beatz
To make sure a nigga never lost those)
(Amateurs get locked out
We janitors with the mops out) clean house
I used to wanna be the GOAT
But I'm the Ox now
Rap like I went to Oxford with bastards
Threw Glocks on 'em
Red and blue, now the cops on 'em
(ayy nigga)
(Hell yeah, you, with them dots on him
Infraredin' you)
(Intellectual like Inspectah Deck
Protect your neck from Lu)
Cause we the children of the night!
Of the livin' dead lookin' for some light
I got some lean up in my Sprite
I call it the Jesus Juice, Lu
What would Jesus do? Whoo!
I'm just riding around town crown
Of thorns on my head
Living till I'm dead, yeah
Show your respect show your respect
Show your respect show your respect
Show your respect
(Bow down to the nigga with
The horns on his head, Everything red)
(Show no respect show no respect
Show no respect show no respect
Show no respect)