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Not A Costume Lyrics - Artist : Lupe Fiasco
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Spooky out Happy Halloween, yah Congratulations to Jay-Z In the Hall of Fame, ha Boo, spooky nigga Yeah, uh-huh Uh He can be so cold-blooded Colorblind when he bang High Black and white appetite Blood dripping from his fangs You can see it, synestegic Broke the microphone Go and get this bitch a cane [?] minutes minutes pot cane For the popo Strawin' that bitch's neck Sippin' her like a margarita made out of arterias I'm oughta eat her Deeper than a [?] pizza from Chicago, nigga Werewolf got graphics in his hairdo, ow Devil can't handle any curses I went to Halloween as a vaccinated person Boo, beware the niggas from the west Might scare nigga to death, bless Might just impair a nigga for wreck Why not? Do noob sinot On a nigga eye Turn his ass into a cyclops Pull a high top on his high top Keep trying, that other eye is gon' get blinder than I got They say they don't like cops They lying If I pull up with the .9 They gon' be on the line for the swine like it's IHOP You're really in a bind op I'm Frankenstein with the mind, top gun Mind of a pilot, climb in a hind and start flying like I'm Frylock Shiny and BIPOC Fine for thirty-nine Look at all of this rhyming that I got Undermining the sly plots to overthrow Close the blinds on the Mayback and rode Lupe |
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