I'm just a wolf inside a lion's suit
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A shark shirt, a panther's pants, piranha hat and tiger shoes
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I got a lion's den inside the booth
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That right there is point blank
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This here is from where the sniper shoot
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Might take a long time to get it, by the time I hit it
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I done ran Bubble Tape around them Chiclets, poof
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I ain't the bomb, I'm the company that got the contract
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to rebuild during the aftermath - have a blast
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Going green only using half the gas
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the calming comes through after disasters have
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But this calm has the same fury that disasters have
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I should have a class, I'm the son/sun of the South Pole plus Alaska's dad
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Got niggas like "DAG!!", flow is like crazy gone mad
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And villains gone bad, Punk ass niggas, don't be so Daft
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Baby, why you hanging with them Busters like Babs?
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They are such a drag, you should move them to the trash
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Feel like I'm walking round upon Cassius calves
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Quite a beautiful script, and such a gift of gab
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A big bass, shout out to Mistah F.A.B
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Young Frankenstein reporting live from the lab
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I bought the bars out, put it on my tab
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If you came here to box, you'll leave in a bag
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I run the game, Bilderberg Group, in the lead with the flash
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Usain Bolt ain't even leaving this fast
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Why you take offense with your defensive ass?
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Never Hussein-ing the hole/whole, not even in the half
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Cause nigga I ain't hiding, I'm the whole world, nigga you're an island
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And the sea's rising, if I keep shining
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You going have to take submarines to the drive-in now
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Thank You
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Lupe Fiasco |