And later that evening... Lupe Fiasco at Snow Park in Wanaka. OK, so sure it was below freezing outside with no hot drinks and nowhere to warm up, and sure there was no vegetarian food at all (which especially sucked if your name is Christine), and sure Christine may have developed frost nip on her left hand... but we saw Lupe do his thing on stage on the side of a mountain in New Zealand and it was awesome. It was just too good an opportunity to miss.
The man is a lyrical genius:
Not at all nervous as he dug to the surface
Tarnished gold chain is what he loosened up the earth with
He used his mouth as a shovel to try and hollow it
And when he couldn't dirt spit... swollowed it
Working like a.. hmm.. reverse archaeologist
Except.. his buried treasure was sunshine
So when some shined through a hole that he had drove
It reflected off the gold and almost made son blind
