play pause volume Lupe fiasco-Lupe back.Yeemuzik.com.mp3 Yield, to the forces of darkness I bring you the torches of our shit Reinforced with hardness of Wolverine's Arms with the harshness and overall sharpness Now how far do the arms get? My nigga, from the stars to the starfish From the baby to the bomb It's a whole lot of light and a whole lot of armlift My arms long, but I'm lawless A strong arm, I can lift up all this You gon' have to build a bigger farm for us To keep them wolves out of Old MacDonald barn, bitch Yeah, Team Jacob We're long armed, put my arms on a lear Everytime I put my hands in the air Watch the throne as I dance in the chair Throw my crown in the crowd, hope it lands on the heir The weak niggas like to pass interfere Spit a lot of meh over jams of the year That act like the man up in here That don't count when your only real fan is a mirror That's subliminal to any nigga that he feel he is too But