Q-tip - Paris, Tokyo (Remix) lyrics

[Lupe Fiasco] Now if you never left Houston get a pa**port Never left Little Haiti get a pa**port If you live in South Central get a pa**port So you can see the world Yeah, and if you rep the five boroughs get a pa**port Or if you're in the Dirty South get a pa**port If you're on the Westside get a pa**port So you can see the world [Pharrell] Now I've been known to levitate Like a hobo tryna catch a freight To get away, and clear the day Then I'll be smilin' at the stars like the hood does cars Little ghetto mind you should travel like a bullet From your favorite gun's barrel or the Indian's arrow Mathematically aligned like the pyramids or Pharaohs Don't let 'em bring demise like you and your boys are cattle Fly to Paris, and end up in Tokyo Let's start a coalition so even the broke can go To all those that never sold coke before And with no ambitions to rock or roll Let my, people go To broaden their horizons Sharpen all they minds in Sharper than the prong or the Neptune's trident I'm just ramblin' - I ride my bike in the clouds Mr. Spielberg, hire me at Amblin (To the n***a Pimp C) God bless your life (And the creators of the syrup) I hope you're restin' right Because you screwed a lot of lives, kids and wives In my mind I'm goin' "woo-hoo" just like The Hives But in my mind, compromise my design Like a missin' puzzle piece, make completion hard to find Hours resuscitated by Capri Sun juice packs Woke up singin' N.E.R.D. songs and you can YouTube that Now stay away from people that pursuit they lack And remember your starter kit was this Lupe track Now one love (one love) one love (one love) Hey love, see you in Tokyo [Q-Tip] My new pa**port has been issued so I'm ready Trekkin the Sahara or grazin the Serengeti I am there if there's speakers in the place I will see a foreign face My magic carpet shuttles me through the human race But, no matter what's on her mood to foreign district My postcards so you I missed it It bein us, how we would discuss findin treasures Deep in choral reefs, Tigerbillies Islands of pleasure Holdin you my pretty 'til I get home to our city In this chitty-chitty bang-bang brutal to our bus So I, take it in, the wonderments of the world Samplin each cuisine, a dinner without a girl Presents for my people like these silly t-shirts While Rebecca's at the sound check hooked to Mic Works I remember days when the dollar was strong Hopefully it gets better, I won't be gone long - backpack [Hook: Lupe Fiasco] Let's go to sleep in Paris, wake up in Tokyo Have a dream in New Orleans, fall in love in Chicago Mayne, then we can land in the motherland Camel back across the desert sands Then take a train, to Rome, or home Brazil, for real Wherever I go she goes [Sarah Green] Yeah, I'd done seen Paris, and woke up in Tokyo But I'mma always be Sarah Green from the Southside of Chicago Just because you on Section 8 and he left It don't mean a thing ("Girl I can't go nowhere") Just come and take a flight with me Baby girl it's a world to see! (girl go on wit all that) I never thought the Seven Wonders of the World Would be so wonderful (for real?) You got your ghetto pa**, now go and get your pa**port And make your swagger international (I'll think about it) If you can, catch a flight, you can go, in your mind Your destiny, YOU DECIDE! Wherever I go, we go [Lupe Fiasco] Oversees, even over here I over seer Like I'm tryna stop these slaves from gettin freer From the truth I never veer see, so, faithfully I steer As I ride through yo' city like Revere, revered Now everybody gon' and put yo' hands in the air All you haters with yo' hands in yo' ears - it's okay Cause later, it will sneak up on you like it's Metal Gear Put you in a chokehold and then unconsciously you'll cheer Remain upper tier, ain't no cryin down here Only shed is in the back, yard with the tools in it My hood's in disrepair with no schools in it All the food ain't got no fuel in it So crude, that's why I'm duelin it Some dude's thinkin what Rasulullah do in it Not what they did then, but now what do you do with it? I know you sick of all the rat-tat-tat-tat Well this the soothin sounds from the backpack rat pack Seein Sarah Green from the FNF crew Two from the Child Rebel and the Q When I be home I resist it like it's Ohms I was there, now I'm gone; Shalom! Yeah, and if you rep the Midwest get a pa**port If you from Detroit get a pa**port If you from Chi-Town get a pa**port So you can see the world Get that little black girl, a pa**port Get that little black boy, a pa**port If you ain't got one, get yourself a pa**port So you can see the world, yeah!