Letra de ' Bigfoot ' de Lupe Fiasco

Creations, step up, stomp with the Bigfoot
Mm
Yo-yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo-yo
Yo-yo, yo, yo, yo, ah
We got broken hearts, we're from number-nine two
We got love, all while, and it's true

Uh, yeah
The colored-stage, rage-covering from the gun
Number-to-number fades made confrontin' outta cumbersome
Lips lift water in bottle on up to them
Front row, the only row
The show sold nothin'
Then second thoughts spell intimacy as a plus
Plus, energy conducts, if I truly put my all in
The responsibility feels just like a callin'
The rest of the crowd must be stallin' before they fall in
Or maybe this all them and there's no more autumn
Try not to worry 'bout the walkings
And focus on the waltzin'
If the King of New York actually enters that'd be awesome
But it's better not to get lost inside in a song talking
Or out of songs thoughts that I have
Or second-guessing actions up on stage, in case they laugh
These are the times that I wish I had a mask like I'm Daft
Waiting on my break with no signatures on my cast-cast-cast

You don' know (You don' know)
Concert creations help them by one tool
You don' know (You don' know)
Concert creations help them by one tool

Uh, yeah, uh
What does a break take?
When does it take place?
Off in the space and time, important to have a portion
Is it a safe space to make mates all at once or in installments?
Is it a base rate? Devalue their involvement, is it evolving?
Is there a standard to differentiate between the offerings?
Or am I just church steps to an orphan?
And I take whatever they tossin'
Or be more like Andre Dawson when they obfuscate the losses
Gloss over the cautions, overlook the awful and emphasise the gains and they underplay the pa-a-a-a-ain
But I never signed up to be a lawyer, I just came to spread the joy of when you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
But that'd be the same thing that'd destroy ya if you don't look over like a voyeur
Where extra OCD and paranoia, every single piece and part
A piece for hearts to rest, a rest in peace to art
And, normally, these things that you would keep inside your head
(But you realised you were singin' this instead)

You don' know (You don' know)
Concert creations help them by one tool
You don' know (You don' know)
Concert creations help them by one tool

And for the encore, on towards, entourage, on tour, award show
Wardrobe, war for more attention, mortal toro of the tourist, taunting forces
Too enormous for a single portrait to successfully record it
Dun, dun-dun
Dun, dun-dun
Dun, dun-dun

And for the encore, on towards, entourage, on tour, award show, wardrobe
War for more attention, mortal toro of the tourist, taunting forces
Too enormous for a single portrait to successfully record it
Dun, dun-dun
We could be more supportive
Dun, dun-dun
If I speak, don't think it's chorus
Dun, dun-dun
Bet you hooked just like a chorus
Dun, dun-dun
Dun