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Intro: Lupe Fiasco
Yeah, man, you know, how you doing Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't nothing to it, ain't nothing to it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Welcome back, you feel me Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ha, Trakk, what up Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Chorus: Lupe Fiasco
I defend myself in court, this is sport, I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort, I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -еra, -era, -era, -era, -еra
I defend myself in court, this is sport, I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts, I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
Ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err

Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco
Lies to the judge, rain in the sky
And the sea might rise what slides to the mud
Sty's to the flies from all kinds of demise
Reporting live from the hive and all sides of the sludge
One deep meditate, one street separate
Hi to the Crips, Goodbye to the Bloods
But it was the Souls, the Lords and GDs
Segregated by the street in the Chi' where I was
Got wise to the nudge
Why buy a tub when they bayou'll flood Better buy you a sub
How you gon' survive in the club
You gon' kayak it cause when it rise up above
And the waves come in push and the tidals'll shove
What's an infrared dot to a whole dot gov
Look right in the eyes of a thug
Lil dumb street shit don't apply to the plug

Chorus: Lupe Fiasco
I defend myself in court, this is sport, I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort, I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
I defend myself in court, this is sport, I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts, I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
Ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err

Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco
My warning shots headshots, cut off all my dreadlocks
I ain't wanna headwash no more
What you mean headshot Nigga said headshots
Nigga like a helmet with a GoPro but I mean Golgo
13, genius 'cause the verse mean
'Member we earthlings, nigga, can you put that in slow-mo
Hope so, headshots
Brains in a pan, so that's a no-no
Might not get it, but it's dope though, matter fact, loco
Surrounded by gang members and a lot of po-po
That's real but it might sound like a joke though
Never know, keep both sides in a chokehold
I just wanted credit, used to sweat it like show clothes
Now I don't even know who wrote those
Maybe my ghost knows Boo but we both cold
I done used to write all my ghost flows, wrote each other solos Boo
Now the nigga say he want co-pros
Money from the shelves and rights to the logo Boo, boo
Do you want a lawyer No, ho

Chorus: Lupe Fiasco
I defend myself in court, this is sport, I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort, I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
I defend myself in court, this is sport, I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts, I just feel like I'm a Porsche
I'm Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
Ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err, ee-err

Outro: Nayirah
I defend myself in court, yes, yes, this a sport, yes
Signals from the source, yeah, twist and contort, yes
Feel like I'm a Porsche, just like a Porsche
Yes, I'm Carrera -era, -era, -era, -era
I defend myself in court, yes, yes, this a sport, yes
Signals from the source, yeah, twist and contort, yes
Feel like I'm a Porsche, just like a Porsche
Yes, I'm Carrera -era, -era, -era, -era
I defend myself in court, yes, yes, this a sport, yeah
Signals from the source, yeah, twist and contort, yes
Feel like I'm a Porsche, yes, just like a Porsche, yes
Yes, it's Carrera -era, -era, -era, -era