Lyrical Breakdown of No Scratches (feat. Nikki Jean) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Lupe Fiasco feat. Nikki Jean weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "No Scratches (feat. Nikki Jean)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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It's for the love

Cause we love you so much

Keep it real

I don't feel, feel love

You don't feel what I feel so

It all started out

See first they had patience

And the nigga had energy

But not weak, he finna leave

Petal to the metal, you finna speed

You remind me of, a Magi

But off in the future, and what it's finna be

All your memories can become enemies

So let's intercede I know you in the seat

But let's get outta there

But then that patience turned to waiting

And then that waitin' turned to wasting my time, my time, my time

And then that wasting turned to hating

And then that hating got to racing

All around my mind, my mind, my mind

So before we hit a wall, heartbreak and it crashes

Just walk away no scratches

See first they had patience

But niggas start sick, niggas start gettin' ill

Niggas got cold feet, niggas start gettin' chills

Niggas start stayin' home cause niggas start gettin' bills

Buildin' up an immunity

Niggas stopped getting' hurt

Niggas relied on faith

Hopin' niggas get healed is hopeless nigga, get real

But ah, get back on the pill

We in it for the feel

But even winners can [?] patience

But then that patience turned to waiting

And then that waitin' turned to wasting my time, my time, my time

And then that wasting turned to hating

And then that hating got to racing

All around my mind, my mind, my mind

So before we hit a wall, heartbreak and it crashes

Just walk away no scratches

So before we hit a wall, heartbreak and it crashes

Just walk away no scratches

Mini-Bar raided, in the indy car faded

500 miles, it's pretty far ain't it?

But it's a pretty car, ain't it?

Pretty hard painted

But pretty darn dangerous

But we ain't get the memo, hangin' out the window

They don't care no more

Tryna take his mini to a limo

Without a helmet then you can Thelma-it

Louis, Louise but we on the same thing

So I be James Dean

So your wreck and my wreck look like the same scene

So before we hit a wall, heartbreak and it crashes

Just walk away no scratches