Songtext Samurai (remix) Lupe Fiasco

Samurai (remix)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yay, yay, yay, yay, yay-yay, ayy, ayy
Ooh, ayy, ayy (This is)
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah (The remix)

I got these really neat, yeah
Very beautifully alliterated
Little battle raps for you
Yeah, I got these really neat, uh, uh
Very beautifully alliterated
Little battle raps for you
So come on through, through

Big eyes lookin' like skies in binoculars
Two nights live, singin' by the opera house
But not in it, just by it
Someone alongside it, a long silence (Shh)
A strong, vibrant meditative song of guidance
Designed to raise eyelids of blind men, saved assignments
With warm regards and age kindness for today's climate
And the vain of gang violence meets the gang's demises
And it bangs, rises like wings on a plane
Plus a pilot who can fly it into the eye of Hurricane Iris
Stylish, same shoe in different sizes
With evidences of the mileage and the growth
Top hats and coats, tuxedos and throats
Where the bowties post
Folks look past the lower-class blower of the notes
Tell unspoke jokes as they approach
Which she'd never be inside, but she hopes

(I got these really neat, yeah) Yeah
Very beautifully alliterated
Little battle raps for you
Yeah, I got these really neat, yeah
Very beautifully alliterated
Little battle raps for you
So come on through

Unamplified, fantasized land
Of the soon-to-be fans of the samurai (Shoo, shoo)
Smile wide, got that panorama camera vibe
If you analyze, she's a one-woman gala, glamorized
Just without the glamor or the gala ties
Met 'em all live with the jazz guys
Eatin' piano pies at the Vanguard (Uh)
She's an artist and starved (Uh)
A couple dollars in the band jar buys a half a turkey sand'
Organic and it's hand-carved and ours
If you ask for a piece, freshly laugh, I'm singin' jazz in the streets
And the staff ask for police (Woo, woo, woo)
Crashed at a friend's flat for a week (For a week)
Felt as home as a raft on the beach (On the beach)
Lit a fag, took a drag, took a tea (Took a sip)
Read a book, took a bath, went to sleep

(I got these really neat) Very neat
Very beautifully alliterated
Little battle raps for you
Yeah, I got these really neat, yeah, yeah
Very beautifully alliterated
Little battle raps for you
(I got these) Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Yeah, I got these (Really neat)
Really, really neat, very beautifully
Alliterated little battle raps for you
And your whole crew
Y'all can all come through
This what we do (What we do, what we do)

Oh, I got these
Really neat, neat, neat, neat, neat, neat, neat
Very beautifully alliterated
I got these
Really neat, neat, neat, neat, neat, neat, neat
Very beautifully alliterated (Yeah)

Dreams of singin' in Italian in front of five thousand or more
Scrabblin' down the score, eyelashes linin' up for war
Shogun bun is shinin' up the sword
Live by the adlibs, die by the chords
Better yet, survive by the orchestra
Fill a vessel with that killer, killer just like Dexter
Too much, too young, like The Specials in a town full of spectres
Singin' backwards records
Speech figurines over that wheel-it-back selector (Uh)
Everybody falls, but will it crack the effort?
In an act with that, but still intact with texture
This is that resurrector (That resurrector)

Bless up
We up
I got these
Really neat, neat, neat
Very beautifully (Very beautifully, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(I got these) I got, I got, I got
Very beautifully (Very beautifully, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Alliterated