Lyrics Palaces.lrc Lupe Fiasco
[id: rkmkvtax]
[ar: Lupe Fiasco]
[al: Samurai]
[ti: Palaces]
[length: 03:46]
[00:20.61]We’ve been talented, all along
[00:25.85]We think we’re fortresses, made of stone
[00:31.09]But we’re just palaces made out of flesh and bone
[00:36.50]Waiting for our time to shine to come on home
[00:41.88]Oh-oh-oh-oh
[00:43.19]Lord, please bless my castle of sand
[00:45.25]Waiting on a battle, sword handle all in my hand
[00:47.55]The war forces more toward my door with demands
[00:50.49]More important than the fortune that you poured in my pan
[00:53.35]From freestyling to recording advance
[00:55.61]Can you please reinforce all my borders and bands?
[00:59.10]I should’ve put it towards some plans
[01:01.15]Want a forest, gotta water some plants, huh
[01:04.72]Normally, ignoring the branch
[01:06.32]Is par for the course, but when you hold a culture, you can’t
[01:09.44]Can’t parkour over a part
[01:11.58]You gotta march forth over your art and for your fans
[01:14.94]When you cornered, gotta shorten your stance
[01:17.09]Lessen your tales, Philly-shelled, don’t orbit or dance
[01:20.14]You hear the bell then report to the band
[01:22.24]Then do whatever that the chorus commands and for the ‘Gram
[01:25.19]We’ve been talented, all along
[01:29.89]We think we’re fortresses, made of stone
[01:35.15]But we’re just palaces made out of flesh and bone
[01:40.05](Made out of flesh and bone)
[01:40.81]Waiting for our time to shine to come on home
[01:43.73](Our time to come on home)
[01:45.66]Oh-oh-oh-oh
[01:46.95]Lord, please bless my mansions of cards
[01:49.05]If ever challenged, let us camp in the car (Uh)
[01:52.10]Or hang a hammock from a branch in the park
[01:54.37]A planet made of uninhabited parts (Uh)
[01:57.40]Being anonymous don’t grant you some dark
[01:59.60]Even astronomers keep a camera on Mars (Uh)
[02:03.26]Satellites attract where you are
[02:05.09]And see your blackest night, attack it with sparks (Uh)
[02:08.47]Fireworks are not a match for a star
[02:10.23]And fire hurts, burns, blackens, and scars (Uh)
[02:13.62]Can still emerge learned, attractive, and sharp
[02:15.58]From out the ashes of galactic barrage, yeah
[02:19.16]It gets savage where they traffic mirage
[02:21.04]It ain’t no magic, they in back of it, secret hatches and frauds
[02:24.47]You gotta take it back to the start
[02:26.21]You gotta tap and learn to rap from the heart, yeah, yeah
[02:29.46]We’ve been talented, all along
[02:33.88]We think we’re fortresses, made of stone
[02:39.17]But we’re just palaces made out of flesh and bone
[02:44.65]Waiting for our time to shine to come on home
[02:49.63]Oh-oh-oh-oh
[03:01.45]Uh, yeah
[03:03.00]Lord, please bless my palace of bones
[03:04.89]My soul call my skeleton home, it’s on the phone (Hello?)
[03:08.54]Give the receiver back to Tyrone
[03:10.09]We made a pact, nigga, I’m goin’ back home (Alright)
[03:12.74]Yeah, pack my bags, stagger back to the zone
[03:15.09]With a back full of daggers I’ve thrown
[03:17.12]I’m like my own masochist, slash my wrist with a poem, and when I’m gone
[03:20.56]Don’t tamper with or sample my songs unless you strong
[03:24.26]Bicep emojis in the group chat
[03:26.07]Five sets of burpees, don’t disturb me if the booth black
[03:28.42]I’m going through it, got a bunch of baggage on my roof rack
[03:31.16]I have a lot of habits that produced that
[03:33.23]They gon’ put they tag on it, my condolences to the fast moments
[03:36.32]Hope the solar system assist my slower mission and put some lag on it
[03:39.75]Window to my soul, peering inside
[03:41.61]The crib where my spirit resides, lyrics or die
[03:44.21]Year of Release: 2024