N.e.r.d. Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

[Verse] 

Too many best rappers, not enough best rhymes tho 

Guess I'm delusional, used to doing it all the time so 

Maybe I'm just jaded, out of touch and unrelated 

Unable to connect greatness based on the person who makes it 

Or maybe I just hate it 

And that would make me hater 

Maybe it is great but that don't mean it's greater 

Having your profile raised doesn't make you a raiser 

Being ambiguous with assertions, isn't making you safer 

What you mean tho? 

Line us up, paddling us on the back 

Like we steamboat you, president of the frat 

You goin' sling toast, like you Ringo 

And you think Doc Holliday's 

Just goin' tolerate and too sick to let that thing go 

It's just a matter of returns 

Ashes to ashes, scattered them from the urns 

To start a fire shaky to gather them from the burned 

And reassemble these ashes, the blackness is something firm 

Then moving blackness backwards in the bread of some other shit 

Any deep we spreadin' wheat seeds from a bucket shit 

McDonald had a farm and he lovin' it 

Rolls Royce of the scented voice against the arms of the government 

Artist gettin' robbed for their publishing 

By dirty Jewish execs that think his alms from the covenant 

I'll retire when I'm tired, that's a Firestone death 

Easy to say when nobody's there, like a microphone check 

They wanna hear what I'm gon' say before the microphone check 

Make me sign an NDA before the microphone test 

Let you face that type of faith, institutional opposition 

Then with all due respect, you are not my competition 

Nah 

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