Shrink Child Rebel Soldier
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[Intro]
[?]
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Uh, didn't read the tags
Take my right size and divide that in half
That's what happened, what a gaff
Gotta give that away or give it to the trash
Nephew can fit it, Niece can fit it
Yo G I ask for your forgiveness, it all happened in a flash
Only wore it once, I should've kept it in the stash
Shouldn't have hung it up, I should've kept it in the bag
Shouldn't never bought it, should've left it at the flag
Shit that I had visited, collection had me gassed
I shouldn't have fell for the affections of the staff
Yo G, plus a dryer I'll let you do the maaath
[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Woo-ooo-ooh
Psychiatry for your soul
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah, yeah, uh
Saint Laurent shirt, short enough to fit a bare brick
Overzealous fluffing four ruin the hysterics
Holdin' up the Balmains like "I can't even wear this"
Looking at the dryer, why do this to what I cherish?
You're a son of a bitch, a [?] sabotager with a malice talent for a sundering fix
Laundry mat, we were a package and a team
I turn my back and you attack all the jackets of my dreams
That dress grip, neck zip tracksuit from [?] is irreplaceable
Words can't encompass all my hate for you
Mastermind killers, off-white dislikers
I'll never let my [?] be a victim of you vipers
Look at the washer just ready to die, Saiyans arrive
These are reasons why you never should drrry
[?]
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Uh, didn't read the tags
Take my right size and divide that in half
That's what happened, what a gaff
Gotta give that away or give it to the trash
Nephew can fit it, Niece can fit it
Yo G I ask for your forgiveness, it all happened in a flash
Only wore it once, I should've kept it in the stash
Shouldn't have hung it up, I should've kept it in the bag
Shouldn't never bought it, should've left it at the flag
Shit that I had visited, collection had me gassed
I shouldn't have fell for the affections of the staff
Yo G, plus a dryer I'll let you do the maaath
[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Woo-ooo-ooh
Psychiatry for your soul
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah, yeah, uh
Saint Laurent shirt, short enough to fit a bare brick
Overzealous fluffing four ruin the hysterics
Holdin' up the Balmains like "I can't even wear this"
Looking at the dryer, why do this to what I cherish?
You're a son of a bitch, a [?] sabotager with a malice talent for a sundering fix
Laundry mat, we were a package and a team
I turn my back and you attack all the jackets of my dreams
That dress grip, neck zip tracksuit from [?] is irreplaceable
Words can't encompass all my hate for you
Mastermind killers, off-white dislikers
I'll never let my [?] be a victim of you vipers
Look at the washer just ready to die, Saiyans arrive
These are reasons why you never should drrry
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