Friday, October 21, 2011

Lupe Fiasco - LightWork

So, what are you going to stand for?
Dreads in the sky, eye in eye
2 new Vans on a ???
Take that back, make that 2 new shoes on a van floor
Me and my band out on that road
On a never-back-down-from-a-stance tour
Yeah, touch more souls than a dancefloor
While they, touch less floors than a hand or
Ceiling fan, or wait, let me tell ya slower
Lift my fans up to the ceiling
And you’ll never touch the floor
Now if Noah need a rower, I’ll be there with my oar
Til we get back to the shore
Dad made me a soldier, GI Joe to these Cobras
Tryna FBI my panther, CIA my sankofa
Infiltrate my carter, illuminate my culture
While they watching through that buckle
But I stay up on my hustle
Turn that belt back on theyself
Now I watch them scream for help
Like Africa need aid, or black women as maids
Uncover undercovers turn those maids to Bubba's mothers
Take the hero out the Nino, keep it real as trouble trouble huh?
Or maybe cartoon Martin on the Boondocks
Flip the script on chicks who think they shit smell like perfume shops
Help them girls find beauty without a magazine or movie
She Delilah with them 45s or Keisha with that Uzi
Now I know that’s contradiction, wants and needs in competition
But it’s hard to stay on point with such extremes in opposition
While we waiting on that compromise, proceed with that conscious eye
New gang alert: hashtag #occupy
Rep it til the death of me, FnF what’s left in me
All my hate is for the fake, recipes for wrestling
Only time I wrestle’s when I’m wrestling with settling
Only way I settle if we wrestle over everything
I know that that don’t mix like ecstasy and ketamine
Funny how I’m only sick if you never catch a thing
Argue with your friends over what really the record means
Back and forth about it’s course, with professor’s refereeing
Why he so rebellious? Up-front with his realness?
They wanna be Fiascos, reproduce his Failures
Emperor is his alias, but not Marcus Aurelius
This is more like Sparta: kick you down a well, kid
And on my last check, I copped that NSX, just like Pharrell did
Well did, better doings to come
My only promise is I’ll never ruin the young
I've never humanless sung lyrics in a spirit that's superhuman to some,
keep you pursuin’ the sum of
Slums, plus, get up outta them, plus never forget

This is where you from, plus
Make sure that you ballin' when you come back up in them, plus
We don’t die, multiply, every single come-up
Parum-pum-pum-pum, yup

Lyrics partly via RapGenius