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[ti:Mural]
[ar:Lupe Fiasco]
[al:Tetsuo & Youth]
[lang:English]
[length:08:48.88]
[by:Jun]
[re:rclyricsband.com]
[ve:v0.0.5]
[00:00.00]
[01:10.10]Raw chemicals, vitamins and minerals
[01:11.11]Vicodin with inner tubes, wrapped around the arm
[01:13.97]To see the vein like a chicken on the barn
[01:17.40]Top Cat chat, let's begin another yarn
[01:19.83]That's flying saucer cheese, or is it chicken parm'
[01:22.54]But roosters don't fly like boosters don't buy
[01:25.26]So what powers cowards to get them to the top?
[01:28.15]Just to fall asleep listening to Bach
[01:30.87]The ribbon in the sky is the ribbon that I drop
[01:33.74]Dribbling the eye across the prism of a clock
[01:36.81]That lacks meaning, but racks up stacks of fat reading
[01:39.57]They catch chief and wrapped up plants from trap dealings
[01:42.78]Now what's a coffin with a scratched ceiling
[01:46.00]And what's the talking without the match feeling
[01:48.65]As buried living and cherry picking
[01:50.36]Every linen from your berry system
[01:52.39]Then proceed with the pack feeding
[01:54.25]When I was young I had visions of another world
[01:56.69]Sneaking looks at the porn stash of my brother HuRl
[01:59.57]Incense smoke made vortices and other curls
[02:02.72]Casting calls from porn films and add space for rubber girls
[02:06.60]I like my pancakes cut in swirls
[02:08.48]Morrocan moles and undercover squirrels
[02:11.38]I like cartoons, souther cities with large moons
[02:13.98]Faith healers, ex-female drug dealers and art booms
[02:17.77]Apologise for my weird mix
[02:20.30]What taste like hot dogs and tear drips
[02:22.94]And looks like pantomime and clear bricks
[02:25.75]And smells like shotguns and deer piss
[02:28.93]They on their hunt, kinda salty that I'm going hard
[02:31.44]First part of a party, that I throw in parts
[02:34.60]One minute you playing pool
[02:35.39]The next minute you throwing darts
[02:37.50]But that's how you do with a party that you throw in bars
[02:40.59]I run the Gambit like I'm throwing cards
[02:43.60]From popular mechanics to overdosing hearts
[02:45.64]Paint cold pictures like Nova Scotia landscapes
[02:48.50]Nerd game make Mandelbrot sets when we handshake
[02:51.17]A word game back up plan that can dam lakes
[02:54.17]Backup the word play playin' at the man's states
[02:56.99]Mean I can still be the man if the dam breaks
[03:00.83]And when the man brakes I'm reflectious
[03:02.20]What they can't face
[03:02.63]My peers will still treat the mirror, like it's a fan base
[03:05.49]The unfettered veteran, the eagle feathered man of medicine
[03:08.89]That hovers above cities like weather men
[03:11.74]And maybe weather woman
[03:12.64]Whatever better to tell ya weather comin'
[03:14.40]I prefer girls to reign all over the world
[03:16.69]And not rain like, rain man or like rain dance
[03:19.76]Or rain like a slight chance of rain when it's raining
[03:22.68]Or rein like dear slaves, the Santa Claus slave man
[03:25.81]But reign like Queens that reign over made man
[03:28.70]And not Queen like Queen killer
[03:30.50]Rhapsody bohemian Queen
[03:31.75]But Queen like white glove wave hand
[03:34.10]And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
[03:36.35]So you make a fan by waving your hand
[03:38.54]I'm talking wave like you saying "hey"
[03:41.71]Man, and not hay for horses and
[03:42.84]Horses like you almost voiceless
[03:44.12]You gotta treat your vocal chords like it's a fortress
[03:46.57]And treat every single one of your words like reinforcements
[03:48.87]And especially when you're recording
[03:50.42]Cause that's the portion that's important
[03:51.71]When I was reporting that I was poor
[03:53.29]But now I'm more than
[03:54.81]It's still hooker heels on my sugar hills and sweet spots
[03:57.46]Crying shames, make margarita rims from cheap tops
[04:00.61]Deep plots in floor, the ceiling windows for my peep pots
[04:03.53]A little scene with the sickle swings to make the wheat drop
[04:06.11]In a hundred words, but them humming birds like to ease drop
[04:08.60]And fan her like peacocks with a parakeet that beat box
[04:11.78]So the sun rise when the beat drops
[04:13.29]And the sun dies when the beat stops...
[04:15.45]Then it unties, then it relapse, then it detox
[04:19.34]Then heat back like a heat pack
[04:20.59]On his knee caps of the weak spot
[04:21.94]Cause he want what we got, like yeah
[04:34.48]Then forge poetry like a young honory Morrissey
[04:37.93]Then spit it to the golden locks thots
[04:39.56]Who like their porridge on watery
[04:41.12]Not scorching nor sorbity
[04:42.60]From the steel orbitings, sorcerer, sorcery
[04:44.61]Coming down gorgeously, just like a Stacey Dash waterfall
[04:49.70]A more torturing, a water boarding Barbie doll
[04:52.10]A river of women like a Brazilian carnival
[04:54.28]Swimming in feminine bikinis made out of barbasol
[04:58.27]Somebody give them the volleyballs
[05:00.69]If you love her, don't ever send her to Mally Mall's
[05:03.45]Homie if she lonely she might end up in Macauly's claws
[05:06.25]Coming out the closet over goblets down at madri gras
[05:09.56]The fame, champagne, walk of shame lobby call
[05:12.70]My reposition was black condition of activism
[05:14.48]I'm ammunition for abolition, missions attacking systems
[05:17.84]But they not after listens, unless it's dropping on Activision
[05:20.73]Are we app-soul, are we bodies filled with apparition
[05:23.32]Operating applications, stuck inside a apple prison
[05:26.60]Check and hack downloads, updates that lack religion
[05:28.95]Or, are we more?
[05:31.98]Then soil painting, disloyal changing
[05:33.79]His preoccupied with Boyle and Goyle chasing
[05:35.81]In-foiling of his royal saintings
[05:38.15]I sit back and watch the world
[05:39.43]Through the eye holes in my oil paintings
[05:40.55]Uhhh!
[05:41.64]Ain't nothin' to it but to do it
[05:43.21]Unless you Virgin Mary nothin' do it but the trueth
[05:46.90]Believe all that unless you Jewish
[05:48.94]Life is not a dictionary, its a thesaurus
[05:51.74]And I feel like a missionary to a clitoris
[05:54.58]The water bearer heir of traditions that I swear to never change
[05:57.85]My chair position or conditions of my porridge
[06:01.31]Submission for sedition against the religion of a chorus
[06:03.35]Keep them golden weed thieves out the motherfuckin' forest
[06:06.42]As I perform a nerve storm
[06:08.84]I prefer my pictures in word form
[06:11.19]Bury the hatchet like how a bird born
[06:13.15]As I paint cold pictures like Kool-Aid facing condensation
[06:16.60]And having conversations with flavourful combinations
[06:19.40]Slave to my concentration
[06:20.56]So that's OJ The Juiceman meets OJ with two hands
[06:23.67]And two gloves, that's too snug
[06:25.50]To judge who was, who drew blood
[06:26.88]And, Lupe look at all these tucans
[06:29.80]In a cemetery full of tomahawkes
[06:32.55]Giving middle fingers to the pigeons doing somersaults
[06:35.47]Road runners don't fall off cliffs, they run across
[06:38.47]Anomalies by the colonies flukes by the reservoir
[06:41.30]Wildin' pursuers end up as poofs on the desert floor
[06:44.17]Levitating youth so know the truth of where the fountain hides
[06:46.91]Bucaraa Roof painting tunnels onto the mountain side
[06:49.75]A thousands parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
[06:52.74]Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies
[06:56.70]Shaka-La by the counts of 5
[06:59.14]Refrigerator roof full of animals and monsters
[07:00.94]Incinerated shoes and the manual for contra
[07:04.10]Assorted memories from my childhood
[07:07.39]Absorbing energy from the wild woods
[07:09.79]Elec-tronic combat Konami sign contract
[07:12.49]Chinese char killing cucarachas on contact
[07:15.49]Chicago spread an aficionado
[07:18.30]Efficient spitting bridging divisions is in Chicano
[07:20.99]Who's the Boss?
[07:22.60]If isn't Alyssa Milano
[07:23.82]Do the cough
[07:24.97]Ninja mission into the Congo
[07:27.87]Polarize envy of the older guys
[07:30.00]Black obi, shinobi hittin' Kenno in the face
[07:32.10]With all my throwin' knives
[07:32.72]Sub-zero guiding, hiding, riding in the pack as well
[07:35.54]Sound village, leaf village, wolf spirit, magic spells
[07:38.63]Dodging rain and catching hail
[07:41.47]Faces need samurai to catch the L
[07:43.97]Special research vessels made for catching whales
[07:46.93]Fillet-a-fish ships sea-shepherded peppered with extra sails
[07:49.83]Rewrite history, liberty needs a better bell
[07:52.45]Maybe how the ions in carbon fibres that never fail
[07:55.45]Smart as science mixed with odd alliance of fairytale
[07:58.31]Or maybe just a metal pale that you hit with a steel tools
[08:01.88]To announce that you've had enough
[08:03.51]And dropping out of seal school
[08:03.87]Just like trout jumping out they house to let they gills cool
[08:06.80]Cuba-scuba couldn't take the temperature of my skill pool
[08:09.70]I said it feels cool to kill fools
[08:12.83]Slipping through the cracks like when you trying to grill-groove?
[08:15.72]Take no Viking water bottle and not following pill rules
[08:18.21]Will have you off of the throttle when you should be modelin' chill mood
[08:21.52]Rolla skater maker or are you just cobblin' wheel shoes
[08:24.51]Overweight taster of kings food that kills crews
[08:27.98]Oblivious feather-weight baker who
[08:29.76]Autographed cakes whenever his quill moves
[08:32.40]Over your meal you
[08:33.90]Simple as a Buddhist monk in a temple standing
[08:35.93]In some heel groove with the abbot, practising stillness
[08:38.40]Real still he realizes his realness
[08:41.14]Defeat Samsara achieves nirvana and brilliance
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1. Who is the singer of "Mural" song?
⇒ Lupe Fiasco has sung the song "Mural".
2. Which album is the "Mural" song from?
⇒ The song "Mural" is from the album Tetsuo & Youth.
3. In which language is the "Mural" song composed?
⇒ The song "Mural" is composed in the English language.
4. What is the official duration of the "Mural" song?
⇒ The official duration of "Mural" is 08:48.88.
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Lupe Fiasco - Mural