Lupe Fiasco

Lupe Fiasco - I'm Beamin' Remix (WeBeamin') lyrics

rate me

Im beamin

My aura takes the form of the aurora borealis

Or a floral pattern, more or less a forest to your salad

The neural path Ive traveled has immediate reaction

Cant you see that I am beaming? Ill be leaving in a second

Sipping magic from a chalice, detached from the distractions

At last, I can relax, looking past all of the action

A fraction or a fragment of me actually is present

The rest of me is heavenly, the seventh houses zenith

Yes, the fence intimidates, its meant to keep you out (But)

Let your senses resonate and leap it in a bound (Cause)

Freedom isnt found inside a visa or a crown

And even the voice of reason couldnt speak it out loud (But)

Mortals are immortal when their soul has been imported

To a source that is more sovereign, important to the whole (Whole)

This is the warmest moment of a poet turned heroic

As he slowly comes to focus, go ahead and watch me glow

Rey Mysterio flow, stayin clear

Of makeup-smeared hatin queers, makin clear this is spiritual

Though a spirit you owe, church final

Your funeral in an arena, you searchin for fire

Or titles, or tidal waves

Tie the game like a shot from outside when its 95 to 98

To throw slid into you left-side broke (Niggas!) (Beam!)

Boa constrictor, chokin (Niggas!), the grown man (Beam!)

Pawns mean, your controllers get broken (Niggas!) (Beam!)

Anarchy in the Ford, you need to focus (Niggas!) (Beam!)

Love, I get none, like sayin no to niggas

Hamiltonians loneliness, so I hold my (Beams!) (N-ggas!)

I logged on to see a c-section, a gross display

Sleep never, and Rolaids, deep lessons wont go away

I keep pressin like my phone is afraid

To be a star, so I end it and pound it, see what the code can say

Calling all the good rappers, had to get my crew together

Fire like the fire flower, flyer than the super feather

Superman with two propellers, enter that, ninja rap

You can call it Super Shredder, boss scene, Ross theme

You can call it super better, new to this, Ludacris

Foolishness, Lu been doin this since super letters

So I cant spell and cant mail it out

If you cant feel, its too full, you cant peel it out

Showboatin at the show, but you cant sell it out

Im on the sea shepherd deck, helpin the whales out

All my egos in the mirror, checkin themselves out

Tweeters in the trunk, helpin the twelves out

The speakers on bump, the rappers on acne

This track is what would happen if the rastas meet the mathletes

Yes, sir, then the Chess Club got dressed up

And went and took all the bitches of the athletes

Big up to whats been up, nigga

Pinups from when we clicked up and posed for these pictures, good

And the kids connected up, and they clicked snap

Hollerin, Yeah, we weighed on the iPhone scale app!

Without fail, the best to ever do it just will

Havent done it all, but we got copy wheelwell, though

But it aint no sweat, I got a whole outfit

And a new fitted cap that I aint wore out yet

(Check, check, check) And Im beamin

Yeah, and I seen it, like a twenty-seven inch Zenith

Projected widescreen, now they got it 3D

Now we NBAd up from development leagues

Ay, yo, they pale in comparison to stories we tell

Man, he see me on the hovercraft and he got a sail

Bubble-ass Brenda, stacked up in the window

Of whatever Lac truck pick her up, retail

Nigga, what? It just hit me like a Mack truck semi

On my last trip to Sydney in the Sheraton lobby

Grab my coattails and get a grip (Grab em)

You want the truth? Well, the truth is

This is it, pointin out the differences

This is exquisite shit, riveting, isnt it?

Lizard king loafers on swole when Im kickin it

Joe, the live nigga, real rig-a-marole

You a handshake away, and them fingers is cold

Touch art, lush heart, brush my niggas shoulder off

Now that blessed soldier know that protocol, show me yalls

Maybe not, play me not, say we not remote at all

Roger that, scholars back, solid black, go God

Gobble Gats, go hard, condom snapped, so raw

Pompous asshole, flash flow, turn your soul on

So gone, strode strong through your lawn til the dawn

Tell you mom, name another real as John, kill a song

Cause when you feel it, and it make yo ass chill and calm

Payin more than just attention for that glass Im sippin on

Dog, I would travel half the globe to kiss a broad

Kiddin, ma? Scratch backs, bringin out them kitten paws

And pull a bottle out that cabinet while that kitchens warm

Back to attendin business, do not lay them digits wrong

Dippin all gangsta, but a renegade, no Crip or John

This is Blu, shit is true, pyramid, period

I know what youre thinkin, thinkin I do not belong

Tell me Diggy aint beamin, course I should be on this song

Yeah, Im a child of God, my reflection is on

Yeah, Im only 15 and, but my sixteens is strong

Didnt want me to shine, now we sharin the stage

Twice as good as you rhyme, only half of your age

So the remains, and it aint even how

That Verizon flow, are you hearin me now?

Word to Wasalu, they was sayin my future was dark

I had the fame, but my name was missin the art

So Im drawin the line, and Im crossin the Ts

And Im dottin my Is, barely catchin my Zs

But Ill be good by the mornin, on my global grind like JoJo

They be lookin at what Im puttin on and, so fly, so fresh at the Soho

Most niggas dont know though, they can catch me on the first flight

Been workin on a new mixtape, I got a call from Lupe

But I did it for the love, no check, mate

When people said I couldnt, I wouldnt, I made em believers

I come from the school of hard knocks and overachievers

From the City of Brotherly Love, they sayin we need you

To be the voice of the people and go against all this evil

Some people hate it, but I made it, so Im never concerned

About what they be talkin about, Ive lived and Ive learned

With my dream and my drive, I determined my turn

In this business, because Im in control, meetin adjourned

I said, "Its Third Degree, yall heard of we?

Im Dosage, have you heard of me?"

I come from the bottom, so the top where I deserve to be

Where people say it doesnt matter to be much

I was on the Steppin Lasers tour, and man, I shooked it up

That was random, but so what? Life is a war, better load up

If you against me, come correct, I am the bomb, watch me blow up (Boom!)

Right before your eyes, forget about the dividends

I just want to say I remember when

Well, its B to the O, O to the B

You know its the flow, you know that its me, I flow to this beat

As easy as goin to the store and holdin receipts

And foldin em neat, Im focused as focused can be

You know I got phobias, please, approach me with peace

Or things could get heated and youll get ferociously beat

Speakin of ferociously beat, you know that girl Nique?

You know shes a freak, but anyway, back to what Im supposed to be

Sayin all over this beat, you know that we Gs

You see all the crowns, you know that we kings, you notice the rings

Everywhere we go, we roll with the team, yeah

And you know that we lasers, so you know that we beam

Its the All City varsity, hard-headed squad

We played yall spades, yall handle yall cards

But we aint all odds, we just blaze, man

Yall playin checkers in this game, this is chess, yall pawns

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