Lirik Lagu Napoleon Dynamite - Mos Def
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The emperor, subjects, and his dogsFuck you all
Napoleon's dynamite blew up in his faceYoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a tasteYum, gravy over lips seekin tonguesPrice that you pay for thinkin e'rybody dumbGreen and googly wide-eyed and surprisedBrows and lashes, honey mustaches, fried brideEffort to little hit now holla cry prideWhen the opposition forces came to take him back BACK(Always gonna be hounded fella, by the police)Oh-me-oh-me-oh-my, we don't assume
Secretly you probably relateLoud lung tyrant, now YOU be quietHusheth, thou dost protesth too muchethYour deeds are on file, take your testament is bupkisI feel like Lazarus, steppin out the graveTo give reporters of his death, the world's greatest nayIt ain't hear or say, you can see it for your own twoSucker or get close and feel it if you want toBut I know you, you won't and can't doSeamstress and lies are bustin up your handlePalms and fingertips on ultra-blisterYou crossed a good dude now he cued the ultra-disherShell position fill your old tradition selfMachine gun ran in the pad and clipped himselfNow your project sinks up leakinHand over head and the sticky red is seepinWeepin willow goin onry ape shitLittle homey onlooker shout,"He ain't gon' make it!"The moment where bullies find GodDumb-ass, he been on the scene all alongTried to help you steer clear, you sped up to the climaxThe brick wall on your cheeks worse than ImaxHeavy child I know you wish you never tried blackDante air blow craft you can't hijackYes, but really I digressLet me step aside and let the EMS clean up the drecksExtra gore soak the medics to they own assholeI pray peace on your soul now BEGONE!Movin on, to deeper brighter better and moreFREE
Napoleon's dynamite blew up in his faceYoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a tasteYum, gravy over lips seekin tonguesPrice that you pay for thinkin e'rybody dumbGreen and googly wide-eyed and surprisedBrows and lashes, honey mustaches, fried brideEffort to little hit now holla cry prideWhen the opposition forces came to take him back BACK(Always gonna be hounded fella, by the police)Oh-me-oh-me-oh-my, we don't assume
Secretly you probably relateLoud lung tyrant, now YOU be quietHusheth, thou dost protesth too muchethYour deeds are on file, take your testament is bupkisI feel like Lazarus, steppin out the graveTo give reporters of his death, the world's greatest nayIt ain't hear or say, you can see it for your own twoSucker or get close and feel it if you want toBut I know you, you won't and can't doSeamstress and lies are bustin up your handlePalms and fingertips on ultra-blisterYou crossed a good dude now he cued the ultra-disherShell position fill your old tradition selfMachine gun ran in the pad and clipped himselfNow your project sinks up leakinHand over head and the sticky red is seepinWeepin willow goin onry ape shitLittle homey onlooker shout,"He ain't gon' make it!"The moment where bullies find GodDumb-ass, he been on the scene all alongTried to help you steer clear, you sped up to the climaxThe brick wall on your cheeks worse than ImaxHeavy child I know you wish you never tried blackDante air blow craft you can't hijackYes, but really I digressLet me step aside and let the EMS clean up the drecksExtra gore soak the medics to they own assholeI pray peace on your soul now BEGONE!Movin on, to deeper brighter better and moreFREE
