Pick Up The Phone

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Uhh, I just need a minute to replenish who I am
And who I am is so dependent on exactly where we stand
I stand in any pose, anything but tippy- toes
But dont want you to feel smaller, always taller
Now Im a cheerleader, she a baller
The difference in height isnt aight, I left my ego at the alter
Now every rings a sting and everything I taught ya
Is coming back around to me, just like revolvers
And every single click is just hammering it home
Who knew Russian roulette involved answering the phone?
Until my signal dwindles or my channel is in roam
Or my cellphone dies or its cancer in my dome
And dear nix the tone, as I pull my fuckin' pain out
One of your short nodes, might blow my fuckin brains out
But you aint even pick up
Talking to myself, exactly what you sick of
[Pre-Hook 1: Sebastian Lundberg]
Feeling kinda restless
Did you get my message?
Its swirling around and so
No, dont tell me that you care
When I know youre standing there
I left the story of my life on your answering machine
[Hook: Sebastian Lundberg]
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the phone?
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the fuckin phone?
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
We were like, if a tree falls in the forest and
No one is around, does it really make a sound?
Thats romantic and profound, but now
Were like lumberjacks holding the axesthat brung it down
So Im now on your message, talm bout 'Remember?'
Silence in return, that sound like Timber!'
Theres some that cant see the forest because theyre liars
But I cant see the forest cause of the fire
And in our prehistorics, the flowers was rooting for us
Brontosaurus ate the flowers, T-Rex ate the Brontosaurus
And then the T-Rex turned around and ate the florist
Thats why I lost my FTD endorsements
But thats really not important
My sadness a snitch, my melancholy informant
Despair wears a wire, my longing rapping a song
My worry is a rat, my lonely tapping the phone
[Pre-Hook 2: Sebastian Lundberg]
Feeling kinda restless
Did you get my message?
Its swirling around and so
I wanna give you reasons
Tell you what Im feeling
But none of these lines are secure
No, dont tell me that you care
When I know youre standing there
I left the story of my life on your answering machine
My tears run off your shoes
Like waters from a goose
You try to wash off all the dirt
But your hands arent getting clean
[Hook: Sebastian Lundberg]
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the phone?
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the fuckin phone?
[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
The make-believers on receivers as you sit back and observe
As the rubber curly cord just absorbs all my words
Will you collect us then connect us or neglect us on the whole
Into the wall, then cross the wires on the telephone poles
Then bounces off the towers, then up into the satellites
Then falls down back to Earth to bring a broken heart back to life
Happens all the time, lost an appetite and lack of sleep
If its dead and flatten line, Ill leave a message at the beep
[Hook: Sebastian Lundberg]
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the phone?
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the phone?
Would you pick up the phone?
Would you pick up the phone?
Hello, would you pick up the fuckin phone?