Temptations

[Verse 1] I remember waking up in the morning time Sun creeping, crawling through my fucking window For a second I was color blind Eyes open wide, clocks moving too fast Threw my snap back on and started to moving to class Well that's past, its a new day Told me I'm too smart to go to school I tell em' touche Listen to what you say New swag, new face, we going through that new phase Playing on the lawn, day dreaming that I'm Lupe, yup Then we move along, we bumping older songs Couped out chilling, so we rolling with the heaters on Heat is on? Naw riding cleaner than the bald man I spit the fire that'll turn winter to fall man Aw man, coming through like a renegade Flow like graffiti on the overpass, never fade Darker days, light em' up. Screws loose, tight em up Ain't fair fighting with my hands free, tie em' up And now they front, asking who the fuck is Dilla kid? [Who the fuck is Dilla kid?] What the fuck did Dilla did? Dilla did this, did that Pulled a rabbit out the hat Plus he got cake and crumbs on the track, uh Playing tricks on your mind all night Yeah we made you look right And then left with your girlfriends Magic shit, Merlin My desire burnin' Keep the lights off and the turn tables turnin' [Hook] I'm finna take it to the I'm finna take it to the I'm finna take it to the (And it goes like) I'm finna take it to the tip-top baby Fi-finna take it to the tip, ta-take it to the I'm finna take it to the tip top baby Fi-finna take it to the tip, ta-take it to the I'm finna take it to the tip top baby Fi-finna take it to the tip, ta-take it to the Ta-take it to the tiptop baby Fi-finna tip ta-take it to the, take it to the tip top [Verse 2] And now we, gin thinin' Fly car whippin' I was swaying scrippin' lyrics with precision Fellas with the beats, what you cooking in the kitchen? Found Hip-hop and started losing my religion Now I'm godless, my Gods is Nas and Ash Roth Blast off, and watch them pass off the flame torch I was brain washed, strayed off the main course More force than the horse that you find inside a Porsche Cruise to the north, birds out the cage Tired of the flying, so we chilling in the shade Life gave me lemons, didn't make no lemonade Threw the fucking lemons back and busted out the Cabernet, uh It's getting late, think it's time to rebel I quell swells with this speak, leave em' under a spell Where we going? Getting harder to tell But it's dinner time homie and we hungry as hell [Hook] (Yeah it goes like) I'm finna take it to the tip-top baby Fi-finna take it to the tip, ta-take it to the I'm finna take it to the tip top baby Fi-finna take it to the tip, ta-take it to the I'm finna take it to the tip top baby Fi-finna take it to the tip, ta-take it to the Ta-take it to the tiptop baby Fi-finna tip ta-take it to the, take it to the tip top baby