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The All Lounge ExperienceT A L E Mixed By Spike Deep[Dazed & Confused]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bilal
Bilal
Vocals
Casey Benjamin
Casey Benjamin
Synthesizer
Derrick Hodge
Derrick Hodge
Bass
Robert Glasper
Robert Glasper
Piano
Chris Dave
Chris Dave
Drums
Lupe Fiasco
Lupe Fiasco
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Glasper
Robert Glasper
Composer
Wasalu Jaco
Wasalu Jaco
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robert Glasper
Robert Glasper
Producer
Todd Bergman
Todd Bergman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Qmillion
Qmillion
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Your inner heart, your inner mind
You're the star that will always shine
Forever you'll be with me
[Verse 2]
Uh, it go like
You ever see the inner depths of a man's soul?
Or Ninja Turtles pourin' out of manholes?
It's this balance
Between a comic and a conscience, that's the challenge
Between the solitary and the conference that I examines
That I imagine was a figure
Would be the start of world peace and the transformation of ****
Like the transubstantiation of liquor
But that's just turning them into blood
[Verse 3]
And we'll right back where we was
Not a peace sign, but a fascination with scissors
So I can cut myself off
From the calculations of empress, empires, and the sinners
For advancement of human sufferin'
And other things tryna impede my publishin' the editorials
That's gon' bring it back to us again
A boomerang, minus Halle Barry and Eddie
And everybody fuckin' there, huh
[Verse 4]
Your inner heart, your inner mind (How 'bout that?)
You're the star that will always shine
Forever you'll be with me
[Verse 5]
Shotgun
Even though independent cars ain't got one
I got some and more to spare, no more despair
My motor wear don't match my motivate to mate
Also, my drive to stay alive and ride is over there
My mama's so mad, so no alcohol in here
I'm Aries Spears on my Jay-Z shit, Affion on the Drake skit
Now, how many more can I make with just one voice?
They might call it fake shit, this some deep shit
[Verse 6]
It's my me, impersonatin' we shit
Vicariously, in every rap I speak with
I hope you're speaking for me if I'm ever speechless
'Cause I'ma be you even though you not here to be with
I hope I see these gangsters actin' like teachers
Wake up out they sleep, dare to dream
In a world so Martin Luther King-less
[Verse 7]
Your inner heart, your inner mind (How 'bout that?)
You're the star that will always shine
Forever you'll be with me
[Verse 8]
Your inner heart, your inner mind
You're the star that will always shine
Forever you'll be with me
[Verse 9]
And to my hero, Heron, Gil Scott
Yeah, in a discourse with Baldwin
On a jet plane with no fear for fallin'
But wishin' it never lands
Reminiscent of the dream time
Presently en route to the rise of the
Machine time, magazine times
With coffee, more sugar and milk than coffee
Aborted rhymes, rotten beats and failed hooks
Roads as bumpy as Braille books
Failed coups, bad French, and a mad push for the door
[Verse 10]
Gourmet food at the starvin soirée
A choice of one easy woman at a time
I'll take three the hard way
Tryna be as abstract as possible
And vulgar, the more shocking, the more profitable
A baby fed molten gold
And set upon a pedestal and promote
Gettin' called 24 Carat Soul
How else to describe this?
[Verse 11]
But insightful remarks, such as
The best thing I've ever heard was silence
Or something more technically impressive
In a faux Spanish romantic hue of a Marxist dialectic
Pleasing to the critics, but pointless to the common passerby
Might as well not even exist, not even a  bit
In the event of my demise, give everything I prize to the poor
And to the oppressors, I leave a war
And so on and so forth
Written by: Lupe Fiasco, Robert Glasper
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