Lupe Fiasco - Handed lyrics

What they say, what they say now What they say, what they say now What they say, what they say now What they say, what they say now Protect Lil B, at all costs, namsayin’ Last club, left the bathtub Like a flash flood baptism Caps sizzle packs in the van That’s thizzle as Mac Drizzle Deal is half pickle Jammed as bad pistols The poorly dressed The correlated, the laureates No relation unless it’s coronated to coronets As well, Oswald Cobblepot, Alpo How so? Pepperpot love a heartless man in a letter that’s penned to Gwyneth Paltrow The ends justify the outro Black hue, Hugh Heffner to the heifers The boy cow’s a gaucho L’Oreal, story tales Rush blush on the rough cuts of the [?] You are not the cannon fodder, relax Catch me outside, how ’bout dat Trust all the Einsteins if you want the facts f** Harvey Weinstein if you want to act White people having serious brand issues, can’t kiss you Behind the scenes, f**in’ us from the back Got too comfortable with Barack Now uncle Trump’s making me feel so un-wonderful with the hat Who watchin’ you by the cap Make America great again I just don’t to wait at these great American gates again Patiently staying in place for 3 hours for a rollercoaster is ridiculous Well isn’t it? Protect Lil B and all lowercase betas To overtake the haters To motivate the saviors Yeah, yeah, yeah [Lil B:] It’s all love, I don’t promote violence, I’m never with the violence. So I love them and it’s all good, you feel me? I’m still here, I got jumped by like 10 mothaf**as, you know what I’m sayin? Been by myself. It’s all love though, like I said, it’s all love