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Lupe Fiasco
Yeah, man, how you doing? (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain't nothing to it, ain't nothing to it (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Welcome back, you feel me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, Trakk, what up? (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era
Lies to the judge, rain in the sky
And the sea might rise what slides to the mud
Sties to the flies from all kinds of the minds
Reporting live from the hive and all sides of the sludge
One deep meditate, one street separate
\"Hi\" to the Crips, \"Goodbye\" to the Bloods
But it was the souls, the Lords and GD's
Segregated by the street in the Chi' where I was
Got wise to the nudge
Why buy a tub when they buy you a flood?
Better but you a sub
How you gon' survive in the club?
You gon' kayak it 'cause when it rise up above
And the waves come and push
And the tidals are shoved
What's a infrared dot to a whole dot gov
Look right in the eyes of a thug
Let dumb street shit on the fight to the plug
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era
My
Wanna shots, headshots
Cut off all my dreadlocks
I ain't want a head wash, no more
What you mean headshot?
Nigga said headshots
Nigga like a helmet with a GoPro, but I mean go-go
Thirteen jeans 'cause the verse mean
'Member we earthlings
Nigga, can you put that in slow-mo?
Hope so, headshots, brains in her pants
So that's a no-no
Might not get it, but it's dope though
Matter fact, loco
Surrounded by gang member and a lot of popo
That's real but it might sound like a joke though
Never know, keep both sides in a chokehold
I just wanted credit, used it to sweat it like show close
Now I don't even know who wrote those
Maybe my ghost knows
But we both cold
Now they used to write all my ghost flows
Wrote each other solos
Now the nigga say he want cold pros
Money from the shelves and rights to the logo
Do you want a lawyer? No, ho
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era
I defend myself in court, yes
Yes, this is a sport, yeah
Signals from the source
Twist and contort
Just feel like I'm a Porsche
Just like a Porsche
Yes, I'm Carrera
I defend myself in court, yes
Yes, this is a sport, yeah
Signals from the source
Twist and contort
Just feel like I'm a Porsche
Just like a Porsche
Yes, I'm Carrera
I defend myself in court, yes
Yes, this is a sport, yeah
Signals from the source
Twist and contort
Just feel like I'm a Porsche, yes
Just like a Porsche, yes
Yes, I'm Carrera
compositores: Wasalu Jaco p/k/a: Lupe Fiasco
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Ain't nothing to it, ain't nothing to it (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Welcome back, you feel me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, Trakk, what up? (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era
Lies to the judge, rain in the sky
And the sea might rise what slides to the mud
Sties to the flies from all kinds of the minds
Reporting live from the hive and all sides of the sludge
One deep meditate, one street separate
\"Hi\" to the Crips, \"Goodbye\" to the Bloods
But it was the souls, the Lords and GD's
Segregated by the street in the Chi' where I was
Got wise to the nudge
Why buy a tub when they buy you a flood?
Better but you a sub
How you gon' survive in the club?
You gon' kayak it 'cause when it rise up above
And the waves come and push
And the tidals are shoved
What's a infrared dot to a whole dot gov
Look right in the eyes of a thug
Let dumb street shit on the fight to the plug
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era
My
Wanna shots, headshots
Cut off all my dreadlocks
I ain't want a head wash, no more
What you mean headshot?
Nigga said headshots
Nigga like a helmet with a GoPro, but I mean go-go
Thirteen jeans 'cause the verse mean
'Member we earthlings
Nigga, can you put that in slow-mo?
Hope so, headshots, brains in her pants
So that's a no-no
Might not get it, but it's dope though
Matter fact, loco
Surrounded by gang member and a lot of popo
That's real but it might sound like a joke though
Never know, keep both sides in a chokehold
I just wanted credit, used it to sweat it like show close
Now I don't even know who wrote those
Maybe my ghost knows
But we both cold
Now they used to write all my ghost flows
Wrote each other solos
Now the nigga say he want cold pros
Money from the shelves and rights to the logo
Do you want a lawyer? No, ho
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts
I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, era-era-era-era-era-era
Era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era-era
I defend myself in court, yes
Yes, this is a sport, yeah
Signals from the source
Twist and contort
Just feel like I'm a Porsche
Just like a Porsche
Yes, I'm Carrera
I defend myself in court, yes
Yes, this is a sport, yeah
Signals from the source
Twist and contort
Just feel like I'm a Porsche
Just like a Porsche
Yes, I'm Carrera
I defend myself in court, yes
Yes, this is a sport, yeah
Signals from the source
Twist and contort
Just feel like I'm a Porsche, yes
Just like a Porsche, yes
Yes, I'm Carrera
compositores: Wasalu Jaco p/k/a: Lupe Fiasco
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