Lupe Fiasco
Dumb It Down (Radio Version) lyrics
Songwriters: Lopez, Rudolph Loyola; Jaco, Wasalu Muhammad
Carrera
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Coolest, what
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FNF up
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I'm fearless, now hear this, I’m earless
And I’m peerless, that means I’m eyeless
Which means I’m tearless
Which means my iris resides where my ears is
Which means I’m blinded
But I’mma find it I can feel its nearness
But I’mma veer so I don't come near
Like a chicken or a deer
But I remember I’m not a listener or a seer
So my windshields smear
Here, you steer, I really shouldn’t be behind this
Clearly cause my blindness
The windshield is minstreled, the whole grill is road kill
So trill and so sincere, yea I’m both them there
Took both pills when a bloke in a trench coat
And the locs in a chair had approached him here
Made it clear as a ghost so a biter of the throats in the mirror
The writer of the quotes for the ghosts
Who supplier of the notes that they living
Riverton is rosey, pockets full of poseys
Given to the mother of the deceased awaken at war
'Till I'm resting in peace
You going over heads Lu
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They telling me that they don't feel you
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We ain’t graduate from school
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Them big words ain’t cool
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Yea I heard "mean and vicious"
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Make a song for the *****
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We don't care about the weather
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You'll sell more records if you
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And I’m mouthless which means I’m soundless
Now as far as the hearing now I found it
It was as far as the distance from an earing to the ground is
But the doorknockers on the ear of a stewardess in the Lear
She fine and she flying I feel I’m flying by 'cause my mind’s on cloud nine
And in her mind and at the same time
Pimps see the wings on the underground king
Who’s also Klingon to infinity and beyond
Something really stinks but I Spinks like Leon
Or lion in the desert, I’m flying on Pegasus, you flying on a pheasant
Rider of the white powder, picker of the fire flower
Spit hot fire like Dylan on Chappelle skit
Yea, smell it on my unicorn, don't snort the white horse
But toot my own horn
You been shedding too much light Lu
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You're makin' 'em wanna do right Lu
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They're getting self esteem Lu
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These girls are tryna be queens Lu
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They're tryna graduate from school Lu
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They're starting to think that smart is cool Lu
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They're tryna get up out the hood Lu
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I don't tell you what you should do
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And I’m brainless which means I’m headless like Ichabod Crane is
Or foreplayless sex is, which makes me saneless
With no neck left to hang a chain with
Which makes me necklace less like a necklace theft
And I ain’t use my headrest yet
They said they need proof like a vestless chest
About the best fair FF jet in the nest
Who exudes confidence and excess depth
Even scuba Steve will find it hard to breathe
Around these leagues, my snorkel is a tuba
Lu the ruler around these seas
Westside Poseidon, Westside beside him
Chest high and rising almost touching the knees
Of stewardess and the pilot, lucky they make you flowered
Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves
David Blaine, make it rain, make a boat, I make a plane
Then I pull the plug and I make it drain
Until I feel like flowing and filling it up again
Westside
You be putting me to sleep
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That's why you ain’t poppin' in the streets
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You ain’t winning no awards
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Robots and skateboards?
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GQ man of the year G?
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Ain’t rocking over here B
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Why don't you talk about your cars?
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And what the f*** is 'go yard'?
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Make it rain for the chicks
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Pour champagne on a *****
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What the f*** is wrong with you?
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How can I get on a song with you?
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Look B, here’s my math, my 2way, uh
What's, uh, here take this, stay right there
What my boys talking about
You hot for me, I like you
Listen G they tell me I should come down cousin
But I flatly refused I ain’t dumb down nothing
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