Lupe Fiasco : In The Event Of Typhoon [Music : Lyrics]

Aloft all hands, strike the top-masts and belay
Yon angry setting sun and fierce-edged clouds
Declare the typhon's coming
Before it sweeps your decks, throw overboard
The dead and dying - ne'er heed their chains
Hope, hope, fallacious hope!
Where is thy market now?