Lupe Fiasco

Lupe Fiasco - Lupe The Killer lyrics

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Unh! I bring you murder in the first

And even as we speak we gettin further in this verse

With no further adieu I do what I respect

Doom got me stripes like Hamburgler for my work

Ask Lupe the killa, killa, killa, killa

Mercy, he's a mess! So immersed in his murk

He's two thirds submerged below the surface where they surf

This is where I lay it down like a bird givin birth

So call me Lu the giant's goose or just, Faberge paint

Til I'm called back to the shore by the watchers of the bay

I wait, til I come back like a tsunami

Never microwave like the watchers of the weight

I'm wrapped in aluminum foil, I do my dirt like Kwame

Until that same soil bein pushed into my grave

But I'm so ahead of my time, the next day

Might strike oil while I delay, homie I'm so crude

Texas T, haters is so screwed

But I can't fill it like a flathead in a Philips

Don't get it twisted, nigga I'm no tool

More cool than a pool in a blizzard

With ice cubes in it during Christmas

Meanin there's no school, in the misfit

Like I'm throwin a fit

Or I just can't fit it, tidbit too big

It's gotta hem it til it's fresh to death

Dressed to kill it, like unh!



Unh! 187 on my second, I reckon

This is an assault with a deadly session

A soft peace and blessins to the sentence that be reppin

All across in every direction, locality, and section

That know Lupe the killa, killa, killa, killa

Give it how I live it most niggaz won't believe

Or achieve how I did it most niggaz won't recieve

Til I leave and I bereave the secrets of my sickness

How I, flooded the streets like Venice

I've suffered, demanded, withstanded, pimp handed and hustlin

I'm Colonel Mustard with the speech

They ain't catchin me, no suspicions of stickin

No convictions on my rap sheet

I'm so committin lay my murder game, that's sweet

Speakeasy like Prohibition, no emission

If you ain't knockin like me to the underground bar, buryin a toast

Dodgin the raid like roach, nigga please



Unh! I make it give up the ghost

On the trifecta, the third, I differ

Nigga, you ain't heard? My lecture like Lector

Letcha in on a secret, but you can't leak it

Lupe's the killa, killa, killa, killa

Since my entrance, my niggaz had packs

They moved 'em to a trap like Winston

Far from bustas, baby nah

All my homies henchmen

I was the rhymer, my talk went through the walls like Slimer

Or like, eatin vagina

Or, a stray bullet, whichever ways I put it

Crooks was hooked like crooks through neighborhoods I pushed it

Little Caesar niggaz pizzas was like book it

Delivery mean like Leroy Green

They couldn't take it to the places I took it

Beware, you don't look it

You ain't dressed for this affair

I'm hooded in the bushes like unh!
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