Bài hát Gold Watch Báo Lỗi

[Intro: x2]

Let's peruse the essential of cool

A brief study of the things so instrumental to you

That make me feel flyer than lobbys at bellevues

An exclaimer just aramore no credentials from a school

Now


[Lupe Fiasco:]

In my Fall of Rome jeans, my headporter wallet

My Neighborhood shirt and my Eddie Chen clock shit

My not go to college but my street smart polished

Like the black finger nails of that punk rock logic

Do the knowledge, man you can't be punk from projects

Firm disbeliever in your punch clock promise

Was trading off my comics I was taking them to school

One of Jay-z's boys now I'm skating in your pools

Not to be rude I'm just hating on your rules

Like a young fifty I'm on my world tour

Good morning Singapore I'm bringing the sun with me

From the Robert Taylor homes to African slum cities

I am American mentally with Japanese tendencies

Parisian sensibilities so stay out the vicinity of


[Bridge:]

Yea, yea she loves it over here

It's just, yea, yea now look at what I wear


[Chorus:]

Got my gold watch

And my gold chain

With my fancy car

And my diamond ring

With my fancy broad

And she full grain

So it's no words

And it's no slang

And I'm no trick

And I'm no lame

It's just so sick

That she's so game

It's just yea, yea she loves it over here [x4]


[Lupe Fiasco:]

I like zip-t, candles and Maharishi sandals

And Dita sunglasses and Purple Murder Service samples

I like false t-shirts though the street is off the handle

Such a good designer Junya Wantanabe got genu

I like Yohji Yamamoto and I might roll solo

Leather Gucci belts and Guilty Brotherhood polos

I like Mont Blanc pens and Moleskine paper

I like go-yard bags and green Now-n-Laters

Monical magazines and Japanese manga

Futura Nosferatu's and HTM trainers

I like street fighter 2 I just really hate Zangief

If only Ken and Ryu I find it hard to beat Blanca

I keep a Wii Nun-chuk hanging and a uncle album banging

If you negative in energy stay of the vicinity of...


[Chorus:]

Got my gold watch

And my gold chain

With my fancy car

And my diamond ring

With my ghetto broad

And she's so plain

Gotta couple SCARS

And one of those long names

And she fight a nigga

And cusses wit no shame

And her ex-man had her baggin up cocaine

But she..

[x4]

It's just yea, yea she loves it over here


And my most coveted thing is my high self-esteem

And the low tolerance for them telling me how to lean

See the most important parts are the ones that are unseen

See the wings don't make you fly and the crown don't make you king

Now God don't like ugly, ain't too happy bout pretty

I am ignorance's enemy so stay out of the vicinity of...


Yea, Yea the niggas over there

Yea, Yea now look at what I wear


[repeat chorus]