Napoleon Dynamite Lyrics - True Magic - Mos Def

The emperor, subjects, and his dogs 

Fuck you all 

Napoleon's dynamite blew up in his face 

Yo busy handing out plates, now get yourself a taste 

Yum, gravy over lips seeking tongues 

Price that you pay for thinking everybody dumb 

Green and googly wide-eyed and surprised 

Brows and lashes, honey mustaches, fried bride 

Effort to little hit now holla cry pride 

When the opposition forces came to take him back BACK 

(Always gonna be hounded fella, by the police) 

Oh-me-oh-me-oh-my, we don't assume 

Secretly you probably relate 

Loud lung tyrant, now YOU be quiet 

Husheth, thou dost protesth too mucheth 

Your deeds are on file, take your testament is bupkis 

I feel like Lazarus, stepping out the grave 

To give reporters of his death, the world's greatest nay 

It ain't hear or say, you can see it for your own two 

Sucker or get close and feel it if you want to 

But I know you, you won't and can't do 

Seamstress and lies are bustin up your handle 

Palms and fingertips on ultra-blister 

You crossed a good dude now he cued the ultra-disher 

Shell position fill your old tradition self 

Machine gun ran in the pad and clipped himself 

Now your project sinks up leaking 

Hand over head and the sticky red is seeping 

Weeping willow going onry ape shit 

Little homey onlooker shout,"He ain't gon' make it!" 

The moment where bullies find God 

Dumb-ass, he been on the scene all along 

Tried to help you steer clear, you sped up to the climax 

The brick wall on your cheeks worse than Imax 

Heavy child I know you wish you never tried black 

Dante air blow craft you can't hijack 

Yes, but really I digress 

Let me step aside and let the EMS clean up the drecks 

Extra gore soak the medics to they own asshole 

I pray peace on your soul now BEGONE~! 

Moving on, to deeper brighter better and more 

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