[00:00.00]Little Death (feat. Nikki Jean) - Lupe Fiasco/Nikki Jean
[00:12.96]Written by：S1/VohnBeatz
[00:25.92]Now bring it out
[00:26.89]Like a finger in the back of your mouth
[00:29.56]Cherubs and cerebellum terror is everywhere
[00:32.59]Sam marrying sam
[00:34.02]Bam pushed upon the finger of sam's hairiest hand
[00:37.80]If that sickens you you a bigot
[00:40.95]If it doesn't well you're wicked
[00:42.98]Such is life
[00:44.17]Odd as egg mcmuffins at night
[00:46.11]No answers so let us watch these dancers
[00:48.55]Structure reformed gracefully being born
[00:51.00]On the pallet of dark greys concaves and spirals
[00:53.56]Kaleidoscope into a eiffel
[00:55.86]It ripples then it tidals
[00:57.65]Vacillates then it virals
[01:00.82]Babylon's in the bibles and others
[01:03.34]And tell me of the spinning mothers
[01:05.77]And today's mathematics for beloved
[01:07.68]And beasts' bellies covered like the cummerbunds of Butlers
[01:10.93]How was your day can I make what you say
[01:15.50]What I wanna hear cause I want you here
[01:21.41]The hell that we raised to the heavens do anything
[01:27.50]For
[01:29.29]La petite mort la petite mort
[01:33.80]They keep the bottles just to make glass houses
[01:36.20]Then climb up to the second floors and throw rocks
[01:38.31]Out it
[01:39.71]Then expect not a volley in reply
[01:41.35]Some place vulnerable like prolly in the eye
[01:44.37]What of the chicken what is it missin' is it
[01:47.01]Dry
[01:47.34]Did it die in some inhumane conditions so it didn't
[01:49.91]Go relaxed
[01:50.64]And attention from its demise pulled all of the flavour
[01:53.48]From the fat
[01:54.36]And made it flat and rather lifeless
[01:57.52]Well there's a place that has a stunning
[01:59.82]And more mercifully murdered pisces
[02:02.17]But barbaric are still the prices
[02:03.74]It's rather niceless apricot in dices and fromage Slices
[02:07.85]My son will call risotto rices
[02:10.14]If and when he's left to his own devices well
[02:13.13]How is your memory
[02:14.58]Is it returning like a lemon tree
[02:16.52]To bear bitter fruit of what you meant to me
[02:18.89]Or was it slippin' like permission am I trippin' Like
[02:21.33]Phil
[02:21.70]I feel I'm grippin' but maybe the transition
[02:24.32]Still left out the life also left out the will
[02:27.17]Grief
[02:27.66]Will cheese never touch your teeth
[02:29.61]Maybe like kosher beef
[02:31.71]Is it real is it real is it real
[02:34.82]Ha hah
[02:35.53]How at the date can I make you my break
[02:40.06]Cause I want you dear ooh I want you dear
[02:46.15]The hell that we raised to the heavens make for
[02:50.85]Our petite mort our petite mort
[02:58.16]So glad you're back but not glad at that you're
[03:03.24]Where is the glamour in collapse
[03:05.42]Where in the shatter of the facts shoves one back
[03:07.78]To a pattern of stab wounds
[03:09.79]Swoon ridden goons consumed and driven mad soon
[03:12.34]The attended years slowly fills with baboons
[03:16.64]That other monkey business
[03:18.06]Where killers go free cause a junkie's a funky Witness
[03:20.75]Runny mascaras from the cunning mask wearers of Death
[03:23.99]Bygone errors sittin' like two oil derricks
[03:26.78]Separated by a sea of cooling num nums
[03:29.42]Reminiscing of an every day playing hum drum
[03:33.30]Where recognition went unnoticed
[03:35.64]And then solidified till it was stoic
[03:37.78]We should've been poets
[03:39.46]Somewhere between amateurs and grandmasters of Iambic pentameter
[03:43.36]How are your chains do they make you behave
[03:47.98]Keep you over here by your overseer
[03:54.21]Fallen from grace down from heaven to memories
[04:01.72]La petite mort la petite mort