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# Dots & Lines Lyrics & Chords By Lupe Fiasco

Lupe Fiasco and Nikki Jean:

You look just like how I'mma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

You look just like how I'mma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

Lupe Fiasco:

With a platinum plaque, it's like Robbin, George, and Jack

The mind fears what the blinds hide but I'm here on the blind side

Hanging up till the line dies then off the hook for the crimes tried

Get awful looks from tribe tribe, unlawful jux when you climb skies

That's Robin Hood, arrows of the rich'll steal in Hollywood and featherweight

I step by step let it escalate till you get it, will tell you if I hit it

We can make pie if we don't fidget

Xzibit, Pimp My Ride exquisite

We G's coach us back if we die in business

My Lord is my chemist

My sword is some Khemet

Egyptian fonts and ankhs

Scottish writes with Montblancs, let us stomp

I walk as my father walk, master builder is what I thought

Lupe Fiasco and Nikki Jean:

You look just like how I'mma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

You look just like how I'mma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

Lupe Fiasco:

Yeah

Where the golden means, so the overseer gets overseen

And the over here's are the older things

Can see the bell but don't know the rings

The rings are not sounds, but circles

Wear these on your virtues

See through these circles just like Steve Urkel till it's all universal

And it harmonize in like proportion to the larger size

And it's dynamic in the high standard so each degree has a part to price

See big whirls have little whirls that feed on their velocity

And little whirls have lesser worlds and so on to viscosity, yup

Lupe Fiasco and Nikki Jean:

You look just like how I'mma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

You look just like how I'mma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

Lupe Fiasco:

Yeah, uh

The applause and patience of the laws in nature

Override lies and the laws of nations

Pilgrims bear witness at all the stations

Sun positions overcome traditions

Numbers govern our young religions

Dead levels making plum decisions

Perpendicular to the undivision, that's bad curricular to the unconditioned

Any love less than unconditional is so under-Christian, it's unrepentant

The physical part of my church emits the invisible arts of my work

To make gold from garbage is not the alchemical point of this math

But truth be told, it's the pursuit of gold that turns the goal of men into trash

The soul's gold and they turning gold into cash

And your reflection is your connection to more collections of more directions and paths

If your reflection's a mask, then you're reflective of mass

To see yourself just look at me then split your reflection in half

Lupe Fiasco and Nikki Jean:

You look just like how I'mma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine

You look just like how I'mma be

Sacred geometry

In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line

Three angels in kind, on time, go straight, don't sine