LUPE FIASCO feat AB-SOUL - Thorns And Horns

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    LUPE FIASCO feat AB-SOUL - Thorns And Horns


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    Scale: Ab Minor
    Time Signature: 4/4
    Tempo: 75
    INTRO Abm
    Abm
    Read my lips, clarinet, talk that walk, pair of steps
    Abm
    Two shots, parachutes, two drops, pair of troops
    Abm
    New drops, wearin' roofs, full bloom, bearin' fruits
    Abm
    Full moon put the where in wolves’, apparently put it in the air and shoot
    Abm
    Heirlooms that's what I leave, heirlooms that's how I weave
    Abm
    They don't care to you and that's hair to you, this what I breathe
    Abm
    I'm the heir apparent from a pair of parents
    Abm
    Taught me that sharin's carin' so I spread the bread out
    Abm
    That's what I need
    Abm
    To get in heaven that's when I bleed, get in hell when I breathe...
    Abm
    Get it? Inhale, when I breathe
    Abm
    Maybe you'll get it when I breathe, there's levels to this shit
    Abm
    And there's devils on the level of this bitch
    Abm
    We all ball even the devil gotta pitch
    Abm
    You fly so that's red bull and a fish
    Abm
    You can have that, that's complimentary
    Abm
    True story, documentary
    Abm
    Ninja Turtle, sewer side
    Abm
    Though continentally West Side

    [HOOK]
    Abm
    I'm just riding around town crown of thorns on my head
    Abm
    Living till I'm dead, yeah
    Abm
    Show your respect (x5)
    Abm
    (Bow down to the nigga with the horns on his head)
    Abm
    (Everything red)
    Abm
    (Show no respect (x5)

    [Ab-Soul]
    Abm
    I'm King James with a blunt lit, my name ring like a phone call
    Abm
    It's only right that you meet defeat, I guess that's protocol
    Abm
    Soulo ho, oh God, Lord knows like you never said yes
    Abm
    Success, I'm on the verge-in, like I never had sex
    Abm
    You upset as fake breasts, but don't stress, it looks good on you
    Abm
    He couldn't get it understood, so I stood on him
    Abm
    Food and liquor, in my belly, of the beast but you knew already
    Abm
    I used to complain until planes I flew already
    Abm
    Now I'm ready, amen, like one guy I'm so heavy
    Abm
    Let's say tons, that's blasphemy, with eight guns, keep your machete
    Abm
    Young mind, fuck the world, that's an orgy with an OG
    Abm
    Ironically, when you're high as me you, won't need floor seats
    Abm
    This flow here for King Rich I won't stop 'till my team's richer
    Abm
    Mind, body and spirit on top of the dollar, spinnin'
    Abm
    My optimism is why I'm in this position
    Abm
    You pray, I prey, it's just that I'm a lion bitin' his victim

    [CHORUS]
    Abm
    I'm just riding around town crown of thorns on my head
    Abm
    Living till I'm dead, yeah
    Abm
    Show your respect (x5)
    Abm
    (Bow down to the nigga with the horns on his head)
    Abm
    (Everything red)
    Abm
    (Show no respect (x5)

    [Ab-Soul/Lupe Fiasco]
    Abm
    Pay homage, I ain't gotta plan it to play with comets
    Abm
    Save your comments, trigger finger make you vomit
    Abm
    Egghead just makin' omelets to move the chickens like Reaganomics
    Abm
    This world so damn ugly I won't put make-up on it, just bein' honest
    Abm
    Keys on us like dope dealers, open doors for the lost souls
    Abm
    Ring on keys like Swizz Beatz, to make sure a nigga never lost those
    Abm
    Amateurs get locked out, we janitors with the mops out
    Abm
    Clean house, I used to wanna be the GOAT but I'm the Ox now
    Abm
    Rap like I went to Oxford with bastards, threw Glocks on 'em
    Abm
    Red and blue, now the cops on 'em, ayy nigga
    Abm
    Hell yeah, you, with them dots on him, infraredin' you
    Abm
    Intellectual like Inspectah Deck, protect your neck from Lu
    Abm
    Cause we the children of the night!
    Abm
    Of the livin' dead lookin' for some light
    Abm
    I got some lean up in my Sprite
    Abm
    I call it the Jesus Juice, Lu, what would Jesus do? Whoo!

    [CHORUS]
    Abm
    I'm just riding around town crown of thorns on my head
    Abm
    Living till I'm dead, yeah
    Abm
    Show your respect (x5)
    Abm
    (Bow down to the nigga with the horns on his head)
    Abm
    (Everything red)
    Abm
    (Show no respect (x5)

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