Lupe Fiasco - Bigfoot Lyrics

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 step 'em by one, two
You don' know (you don' know)
Concert creations step 'em by one, two

Uh, yeah, uh
What does a break take? When does it take place?
Often in 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 emphasize 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
With 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 realized you were singin' this instead)

You don' know (you don' know)
Concert creations step 'em by one, two
You don' know (you don' know)
Concert creations step 'em by one, two

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