I'm Beamin' Remix Lyrics - Singles - Lupe Fiasco

I'm beamin' 

[Asher Roth:] 

My aura takes the form of the aurora borealis 

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

The neural path I've traveled has immediate reaction 

Can't you see that I am beaming? I'll 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 house's zenith 

Yes, the fence intimidates, it's meant to keep you out (But) 

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

Freedom isn't found inside a visa or a crown 

And even the voice of reason couldn't 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 

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[Charles Hamilton:] 

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 it's 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 

Hamiltonian's 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 won't 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 

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[Lupe Fiasco:] 

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 can't spell and can't mail it out 

If you can't feel, it's too full, you can't peel it out 

Showboatin' at the show, but you can't sell it out 

I'm 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 

[Mikey Rocks:] 

Big up to what's 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 

Haven't done it all, but we got copy wheelwell, though 

But it ain't no sweat, I got a whole outfit 

And a new fitted cap that I ain't wore out yet 

(Check, check, check) And I'm beamin' 

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

Projected widescreen, now they got it 3D 

Now we NBA'd up from development leagues 

[Chuck English:] 

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, isn't it? 

Lizard king loafers on swole when I'm kickin' it 

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

You a handshake away, and them fingers is cold 

[Blu:] 

Touch art, lush heart, brush my niggas' shoulder off 

Now that blessed soldier know that protocol, show me y'all's 

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 I'm 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 kitchen's 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 

[Diggy Simmons:] 

I know what you're thinkin', thinkin' I do not belong 

Tell me Diggy ain't beamin', 'course I should be on this song 

Yeah, I'm a child of God, my reflection is on 

Yeah, I'm only 15 and, but my sixteens is strong 

Didn't 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 ain't 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 I'm drawin' the line, and I'm crossin' the Ts 

And I'm dottin' my I's, barely catchin' my Z's 

But I'll be good by the mornin', on my global grind like JoJo 

They be lookin' at what I'm puttin' on and, so fly, so fresh at the Soho 

Most niggas don't 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 

[Dosage:] 

When people said I couldn't, I wouldn't, 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 I'm never concerned 

About what they be talkin' about, I've lived and I've learned 

With my dream and my drive, I determined my turn 

In this business, because I'm in control, meetin' adjourned 

I said, "It's Third Degree, y'all heard of we? 

I'm Dosage, have you heard of me?" 

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

Where people say it doesn't 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 

[B.o.B.:] 

Well, it's B to the O, O to the B 

You know it's the flow, you know that it's me, I flow to this beat 

As easy as goin' to the store and holdin' receipts 

And foldin' 'em neat, I'm focused as focused can be 

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

Or things could get heated and you'll get ferociously beat 

Speakin' of ferociously beat, you know that girl 'Nique? 

You know she's a freak, but anyway, back to what I'm supposed to be 

Sayin' all over this beat, you know that we G's 

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 

It's the All City varsity, hard-headed squad 

We played y'all spades, y'all handle y'all cards 

But we ain't all odds, we just blaze, man 

Y'all playin' checkers in this game, this is chess, y'all pawns