[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Look look! Gander gander
It's the young boy from the Lambda Lambdas
The Land of Lincoln, the Grand Theft Auto: Chicago
Warn all the mics that he's hardcore
And he's thinking, rose bearers to the area
Spotlights, dancers dancers
Pro Tools come in, answer answer
His flow is like the Klu Klux versus the Panthers
HaHaaaaa!
Hit the track like a heart attack, cancer cancer
Boogie Man on the mic and a band of Santas
And the Easter Bunny is the backup dancer
They fainting in the stands, gotta fan the fans-uh
Panties on the stagе and the pampers of grandmas
Cause thеy love the way that I pamper the grammar
Moon Man, strutting down the ramp of the lander
Was nuts with the cane, Planters Planters
Adjust my frames, tamper tamper
I'm real, they Seinfeld
They ain't talking 'bout nothing, George Castanza
Louder louder, grander grander
'Cuff a friend, we tell it to 'em like Miranda
The game's in danger, panda panda
Send orders to the reporters, tell 'em pan the cameras
You might get killed if you don't listen enough
Well I guess I'm dead cause I ain't listen to Puff
HaHaaaaa!
[Verse 2: HixMusi]
And I’m alive back in time to tell the cameras
It’s near to extinct so much invaders
New rap is like a garden "Plant us Planters!"
Tryna steal formulas for Quids and Smackers
Lying in theirs tracks all actors actors
Labels feeding us trash servers servers
My own cash up so catch up faster
Seas to cosmos circle deals and sign ups
I wonder where it will be in 20 years
The greats all leave one day so who’ll be here
Baton wasn’t passed on crown on his head
Only way to take it off to be above them uh