So Ghetto Lyrics - Enemy Of The State: A Love Story - Lupe Fiasco

This one's for Chilly Chill, (Food and Liquor) flow 

Strong like it's been distilled by 

Hillbillies in the hills and we move down to Beverly 

So heavenly, waking niggas up like revelry 

We won't be going back to you regularly, so forget it 

Shadow flow, colder than Punxsutawney Phillip 

My mind's on dope, my brain's on skillets 

Thoroughly trained to just bang off lyrics 

Bang bang bang like Pops Wayans 

(Witherspoon) or with a fork 

Was coming out my egg like Mork, deserves his own head on Rushmore 

Flood the game like a giant in a dwarf's shorts 

So long niggas, career so short it should be riding on a horse 

Mines is a horse, but mines is the size you could sneak inside a fort 

Yours is a pony, it could sleep inside a Porsche 

I am on point like the eating side of forks 

So keep your head down like your reflection in a spoon 

Chilly Chill will be out of corrections real soon 

Enemy, god willingly 

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