Lupe Fiasco - Twilight Zone lyrics

Uh, uh, uh, uh
1-5 who's more crooked than One Time?
Say 1-5 who's more crooked than One Time?
Yeah, yeah check is my mic
On? As I twilight zone?

My mindstate rewinds wakes
And fast-forwards bullets makin'a B-line
For my face my mindstate
My mindstate my mindstate rewinds wakes
And fast-forwards bullets makin'a B-line
For my face

1-5 who's more crooked than One Time?
Say 1-5 who's more crooked than One Time?
Check it, is my mic on, as I twilight zone?

My mindstate rewinds wakes
And fast-forwards bullets makin'a B-line
For my face then they stop like Neo
Laugh at me throw some cash at
Me then fly pass me
But one ricochets off the wall to
Come back and ask me am I scared of him or
The "nigga that blast me"
Or maybe just the hammer that goes to
Be a hole in an innocent bystander
My eye's a camera my ear's a microphone
My mind is Pro Tools my head is a stool
Whats recorded in my dome gets
Reported when I zone my mouth is a speaker
I'm anchoring the misery
There's no friends the enemy of
My enemy is my enemy

Beakers and test tubes full of memories
In my labatory I create stories
Doze off then wake up surrounded by Forties
Wit Glocks tucked in they labels
And they caps is baseball hats
Playin poker at a table
Cigarettes massage they shoulders in belly
Tops showin off they navels
A dime sack side bets
A tech is runnin' for president
Jesus pieces walk around with niggas
Hangin' from they necks
Monopoly is playin' chess
I just picked up an obituary
Of a bullet proof vest
Put the headphone on my mouth
Speak into my ears
Yea microphone check, check, check, check
Check check, a pair of Air Forces told
Me Rims've been extinct for years
Been ethnic cleansed by Jersey's tryna
Take over the set
And Television is on deathrow for killing BET
And MTV over a dice game
And paralyizing CNN by knifing
Him in the neck

I hear Clear Channel's been fightin'
Him in the rec
Who's in for givin' grape Kool-Aid laced with
Strychnine to mixtapes and
Arm robbin' cassettes
Dope told me Weed was a crack fiend but Crack
Told me that Dope was a base head
Hi hats told police he was just a
Soldier he did what the Bass said
The Snare and the Kick didn't
Make it out alive
The Sample made it out with some money
But he died in the ride
The 808 got caught wit some work
(He ain't never comin' home)
So the MPC's and the MP3's
Is fightin over his turf
Sean Don just gave birth
But she's thinkin' bout leavin it on
The doorstep of a church
Cristal can't have kids she
Plottin' to kidnap

It that she orchestrated with a purse
But Gucci told Fendi and Fendi turned
And around and told Henny
And Henny is Moets baby's father
But she tried it anyway disguised as a nurse
In the newspapers it says "Hip-Hop
Called Rock n Roll racist"
The Six ripped the Five and
The Maybach taped it
A Hundred dollar bill just
Signed a record deal
But he blew all his money on the Braceletes
And givin' the Gold Dollar a face lift
A Button Up just drove by in a 6-4 Impalla
All the Rolex's is hatin' you see
The smirks on they faces
The Havatampas is defending the Dutchess
They keep catchin cases
But the judge is a Swisha he just give
Em iBonds and community service
With the Papers
So the Newport's is gettin mad at the
ZigZags then out come the razors
See the Kool's is killers on the creep
Rush up on the Philly
Leave his guts spillin on the street
Some Gold Grills burned down the
Building of some teeth

Some Sharpened Tooth Brushes is
Holding the trampoline
Cuz some children finna to leap
I just seen Rocawear rock Sean John to sleep
With the same heat that Baby Phat carried
Sprint is pimpin Nextel she just gave
Head to a Black Berry
I heard she go two-ways
But he was skeetin on her face as
It was beepin on my waist
This is the mind of Lupe
Just make sure my mic's on when
I Twilight Zone, Zone, Zone, zone