Lupe Fiasco - Tim Westwood Freestyle Pt. 2 lyrics

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco] Flip the beat up and bring me another track Some of that, uh, some up all up under that Bring the sun back, that be me I'm so on fire So higher like the moon and I will not retire But maybe soon but, maybe that will be that noon uh Then I wake you up for it and pace you up for it Uh, if you got it take you up on it You can roll the dice but, promise you don't want it See, you ain't really on it, you be on some other sh** I be on some wonky sh** and be on some tonky sh** Takin' it and walking' it, L U P be stalking' it Round the corner dressed up, so tight, no light Unlike anybody ever seen too clever Flowing off the top of the dome to whoever's beat Uh, and whoever's neat I'm nicer I'm more bling, more clean, more play - no dice uh No dice cuz, see I don't roll that Don't believe in luck just bringin' confidence Constantly, consequence of tryna defy is not nice You be so dead, uh - twice k** 'em again, and again, and again The adrenaline that's flowing up in him Uh, and you know it something special It's damn near incredible I should eat this Uh-uh uh, uh I love my way but I'm back up on my path A rapping wrath, a chaos spiting Uh, It's more gripping It's more intelligent and more thrilling Than anything that they can do even though they top billing See, I be underdoggin', I be underloggin' Uh, it's something special someone better off them It's damn near awesome but more like incredible You can't eat me n***a I am so unedible But if you swallow it's like swallowing gla** Got a belly full of doo You can't stomach got a belly full of [?] The audacity of them to think they rapidly ascend I'm so aggressive or in the rage I take them off the stage Skytel I bring it back just got a page I'm like Tron, step up in the [?] it's the Don See what' going on and in my own world You can keep your home girl I got the whole world In my hands in my palms, uh something like a bomb Around the chest of some suicide vest, nah It's Vietnam here, you keep it calm there Cause you don't want none of this with ya I hit ya, and git ya, split you, and brake it down Bag it up, go to the hood take a route Uh, take another shot, take another three These are all bars [?] music and you can't see And can't beat what I am, that's a A+ Uh, I hope God wanna save us If they won't save you Play too damn much messing with the homeboy, ya Uh, uh that L U P n***a Yea, yea, fire flame spitta Uh, uh that L U P n***a Yea, yea, fire flame spitta