Tekst piosenki 'DRILL MUSIC IN ZION' wykonawcy Lupe Fiasco

Yeah

The August symphonic, power of ablonic
To heal still, medical bill trill harmonics
Silver sonets from the Bonyuesian bonets

I leave a whole sleeve down in Condolese's comments
Cop a reebonix, competent and gannet
Godzilla's economics rock gondolas till you vomit

Bigger than the tongue and write signatures with a Thomas
Great Wall of China climber and Bonny will correspond it
Opera onyx, popular's for convicts

Stay below the doppler, turn robotics into sonics
Positioned jostlers, monitor hegemonics
Robots make the robots that solder the elеctronics

Nostradamus couldn't bother to keep a promise
Logic's on the rockеt, what profit defeats a conscience?
Somebody's daughter is contemplating the convent
But a man with a dollar is slobbering for her honchos

Mouth is just watering for some nonsense
And this might be the moment her modeling probably launches
Gobbling collard greens through the rumpus
Washing gasoline, watch hollering, replace a congress

Golden gossiping auditing through my content
Running out of water, just pondering where the pond went
World's hottest summer, we're wondering if they pawned it
Desperate for the credits to come tumbling through the conflict, yeah

These episodes of the soul
Make me go past emote control
Can we make a ho' fold?
All the drill music in Zion

These episodes of the soul
Make me go past emote control
Can we make a ho' fold?
All the drill music in Zion

Now there are those that resoluted to wreck
Got caught, fought, lost, electrocuted to death
Came a little late for the rescue and the flesh

DNA exonerates posthumously whatever's left
No resurrection but reputation's correct
The revelation brings decorated regrets

All do respect, it's not really about fair
Collective sigh 'cause the real killer's still out there
Probably calling up police
Complaining 'bout his neighbours or just walking on the beach

Why should he have such views of the ocean?
And not be hanging from the gallows with his neck neatly broken?
I let it soak in, then I put the soap in
Then I put the boats in, then I play with both them

The hot tub's now lookin' like a yacht club
Makin' sure I get all of the shoes like a bot does
Neighbor is pissed
Tells the cops if he wants to bathe like a sailor

Live on a container ship
I party all night and the bangin' is intense
'Cause I know exactly what you did
And you gon' pay for it, you bitch

These episodes of the soul
Make me go past emote control
Can we make a ho' fold?
All the drill music in Zion

These episodes of the soul
Make me go past emote control
Can we make a ho' fold?
All the drill music in Zion

We'll end this shortly, story moral is the same
You either fly into the portal or put the portal over the plane
Coralling mortals is nothing short of insane
Let's try and turn this quarter water to a quarter bottles in Janes, haha

These episodes of the soul
Make me go past emote control
Can we make a ho' fold?
All the drill music in Zion

These episodes of the soul
Make me go past emote control
Can we make a ho' fold?
All the drill music in Zion