Lupe Fiasco - Twitter Bars 5 lyrics
Lupe Fiasco [Wasalu Muhammad Jaco] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lupe Fiasco - Twitter Bars 5 lyrics]
Harsh, not for cuddlers
But for butcher knife jugglers
Jumpin' out of jets over jungles
In search of jaguar jugulars
A paper bag is child's play
Someone is mistaken
I practice rapping myself out of bear traps
A straight jackets like a vacation
But let's say it's a paper bag
And I'm hog tied and gagged
Handcuffed to safe then locked inside
The trunk of a cab
Then the cab is driven to the river
Set on fire
You know what skip the river lets
Say quick sand cause quicksand's thicker
Makes it harder to move
Especially when the dynamite
Is being triggered oh that I forgot mention
We added a little TNT for
A lil' extra tension
Then comes the explosion
A shower of pieces of cab, safe, sand
Handcuffs and paperbag
The crowd stands silent, maybe a few gasp
Just when all hope is lost
And the crowd gets really sad
The smoke clears I appear
With cucumber slices
On my eyes enjoying my mudbath
Saying, "This all you niggas got for me?!
Next time tie me up properly
Lu-Dini is unimpressed by this
Shoddily botched locksmith mockery!"
If I'm trapped in a paper bag just
Make sure it's a pen in it
Cause that bitch gone look like the roof
Of da Sistine Chapel when I'm finished
Paper Bags?! I'm the guy they use to
Rap the mouth holes in paper masks
A major task's for any one not trained
In the art of hatin' trash
That's why I practice so fiendish
To make sure every little
Flicker of garbageness of my inner rap self
Is aggressively extinguished
It's what defines meanness
In a mean defined linguist
That leaves behind lines thick as linguini
Every time I string a stream of mean shit
Now that's a mean twist
Like a towel getting wringed by a
Man with a machine wrist
I'll give you back Hoffa but you
Gotta hand over the Teamstas!
So ends today's barsenjoy your day
But for butcher knife jugglers
Jumpin' out of jets over jungles
In search of jaguar jugulars
A paper bag is child's play
Someone is mistaken
I practice rapping myself out of bear traps
A straight jackets like a vacation
But let's say it's a paper bag
And I'm hog tied and gagged
Handcuffed to safe then locked inside
The trunk of a cab
Then the cab is driven to the river
Set on fire
You know what skip the river lets
Say quick sand cause quicksand's thicker
Makes it harder to move
Especially when the dynamite
Is being triggered oh that I forgot mention
We added a little TNT for
A lil' extra tension
Then comes the explosion
A shower of pieces of cab, safe, sand
Handcuffs and paperbag
The crowd stands silent, maybe a few gasp
Just when all hope is lost
And the crowd gets really sad
The smoke clears I appear
With cucumber slices
On my eyes enjoying my mudbath
Saying, "This all you niggas got for me?!
Next time tie me up properly
Lu-Dini is unimpressed by this
Shoddily botched locksmith mockery!"
If I'm trapped in a paper bag just
Make sure it's a pen in it
Cause that bitch gone look like the roof
Of da Sistine Chapel when I'm finished
Paper Bags?! I'm the guy they use to
Rap the mouth holes in paper masks
A major task's for any one not trained
In the art of hatin' trash
That's why I practice so fiendish
To make sure every little
Flicker of garbageness of my inner rap self
Is aggressively extinguished
It's what defines meanness
In a mean defined linguist
That leaves behind lines thick as linguini
Every time I string a stream of mean shit
Now that's a mean twist
Like a towel getting wringed by a
Man with a machine wrist
I'll give you back Hoffa but you
Gotta hand over the Teamstas!
So ends today's barsenjoy your day