Il(Lu)miNation

Lupe Fiasco - LightWork

2011-10-21T05:12:00.000-07:00

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

Lupe Fiasco - Letting Go (ft. Sarah Green)

2011-03-05T16:50:00.000-08:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Oh oh…
Things are gettin outta control
Feels like I’m runnin' outta soul
Oh whoa oh oh [x4]
Oh..
You’re getting heavy to hold
Think I’ll be letting you go
Oh whoa oh oh [x4]
Oh…

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
My self-portrait, shows a man that the wealth tortured
Self absorbed with his own self-forfeit, a shelf full of awards
Worshippin the warships that set sail on my sea of life
Where I see my own self and wonder if we still see alike
We was tight, seein light. Speakin right and breathin life
Now I see my demons and barely even sleep at night
I don’t get high, life keep me at a decent height
As the old me, I predicted all my recent plights
Exhausted, tryna fall asleep. Lost inside my recent fights
Burdens on my shoulders now, burnin all my motives down
Inspiration dryin up, motivation slowin down.

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Oh oh…
Things are gettin outta control
Feels like I’m runnin outta soul
Oh whoa oh oh [x4]
Oh..
You’re getting heavy to hold
Think I’ll be letting you go
Oh whoa oh oh [x4]
Oh…

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
I'm beggin me don’t let me go
We vow(vowel) like the letter O
They’ll never go our separate ways or spin off into separate shows
Tired of all the wardrobe changing, playin all these extra roles
Filled with all these different spirits, livin off these separate souls
Point of life is gettin hollow, can’t wait for the exit hole
Gimme room to entry wound, let me in or let me go
So I can walk around this wilderness, see it for what it really is
Unprepared and filterless
Magnify the youth in me, alibi the shootin spree
Amplify the revolution, sanitize the lunacy
Strip away the justice, justify the scrutiny
I can see the Lasers shootin out of you and me

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Oh oh…
Things are gettin outta control
Feels like I’m runnin outta soul
Oh whoa oh oh [x4]
Oh..
You’re getting heavy to hold
Think I’ll be letting you go
Oh whoa oh oh [x4]
Oh…

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco]
Sometimes I feel like the world..
Sometimes I feel oh.. like… the world.. is against me
And everything that I’ve done before, I swear we used to be so pure
But we can’t be in love no more, cause I don’t wanna fight this love
But when I put down my gun, I turn around and pick up one,

this Uzi weights a ton but I think I’m done

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Oh oh…
Things are gettin outta control
Feels like I’m runnin outta soul
Oh whoa oh oh [x4]
Oh..
You’re getting heavy to hold
Think I’ll be letting you go
Oh whoa oh oh [x4]
Oh…

[Outro: Sarah Green]
Go..go, go [repeats]
Things are getting..gettin outta control
Said it feels like, like I’m runnin outta soul
You’re gettin heavy to hold
Think I’ll be letting you go.
Letting you go…

Lupe Fiasco - Words I Never Said (ft. Skylar Grey)

2011-03-05T16:00:00.000-08:00

[Intro: Skylar Grey]
It’s so loud inside my head
With words that I should have said!
As I drown in my regrets
I can’t take back the words I never said
I can’t take back the words I never said

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]

(La-ser)

I really think the War on Terror is a bunch of bullshit
Just a poor excuse for you to use up all your bullets
How much money does it take to really make a full clip
9/11 building 7 did they really pull it?
Hold on, and a bunch of other cover ups
Your child's future was the first to go with budget cuts
If you think that hurts then, wait here comes the uppercut
The school was garbage in the first place, that's on the up and up
Keep you at the bottom but tease you with the upper-crust
You get it then they move it so you never keeping up enough
If you turn on TV all you see’s a bunch of “what the fucks”
Dude is dating so and so, blabbering bout such and such
And that ain't Jersey Shore, homie that's the news
And these the same people supposed to be telling us the truth
Limbaugh is a racist, Glen Beck is a racist
Gaza strip was getting bombed, Obama didn’t say shit
That's why I aint vote for him, next one either
I’ma part of the problem, my problem is I’m peaceful
And I believe in the people.... YEAH!

[Chorus: Skylar Grey]
It’s so loud inside my head
With words that I should have said!
As I drown in my regrets
I can’t take back the words I never said (x2)

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Now you can say it ain't our fault if we never heard it
But if we know better than we probably deserve it
Jihad is not holy war, where's that in the worship?
Murdering is not Islam
And you are not observant!
And you are not a Muslim
Israel don’t take my side cause look how far you’ve pushed them
Walk with me into the ghetto, this where all the Kush went
Complain about the liquor store but what you drinking liquor for?
Complain about the gloom but when’d you pick a broom up?
Just listening to Pac ain't gon make it stop
A rebel in your thougts, ain't gon make it halt
If you don’t become an actor you’ll never be a factor
Pills with million side effects
Take em when the pains felt
Wash them down with Diet soda
Killin off your brain cells
Crooked banks around the world would gladly give a loan today
So if you ever miss a payment they can take your home away!

[Chorus: Skylar Grey]
It’s so loud inside my head
With words that I should have said!
As I drown in my regrets
I can’t take back the words I never said, never said
I can’t take back the words I never said

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
I think that all the silence is worse than all the violence
Fear is such a weak emotion that's why I despise it
We scared of almost everything, afraid to even tell the truth
So scared of what you think of me, I’m scared of even telling you
Sometimes I’m like the only person I feel safe to tell it to
I’m locked inside a cell in me, I know that there’s a jail in you
Consider this your bailing out, so take a breath, inhale a few
My screams is finally getting free, my thoughts is finally yelling through

[Outro: Skylar Grey]
It’s so loud inside my head
With words that I should have said!
As I drown in my regrets
I can’t take back the words I never said

Lupe Fiasco - Till I Get There

2011-03-05T15:55:00.000-08:00

[Verse 1]
Album on hold, whole world on hold.
The crowd is like “hooo!” Operators like “hooold.”
Man, now ain’t that cold? I’m just tryna talk to my homie that’s up in the hole
The homegirl not tryna be a hoe even though she on the pole
Can she get a second chance? No!
Whoa..like the opposite of gold, that ain’t how it’s supposed to be
A butterfly. But for the sake of rhyming let’s just say butterfly-he
The truth stings like Muhammad Ali
I tell em, tell em don’t homicide me
I’m just a little ol’ hope with his back against the ropes
Fightin for his fans and fightin for his folks
But the boos from the crowd can become so loud
If I can block em out then I can knock him out
And dance around the ring, but until then I’ll sing

[Chorus]
Imma keep it cool and I'mma do me
It is what it is and it’s how it’s gon be
Until I get there
Till I get there
I know I got flaws, I know I’m not perfect
But all the ups and downs will soon be worth it
When I get there
When I get there
Whoa

[Verse 2]
Doctor, doctor please. The fame ain’t painless enough
That’s cause you ain’t famous enough
You got a little game but your name ain’t ringin enough
He said take two of these, put some change in my cup
I said I wasn’t poor, he gave me some more
Prescribed me a publicist and pointed to the door

Out
Ouch

I’m tellin you this all from my therapists couch
Tell me bout your mother, what she’s all about
Prescribed me a interview and then told me to bounce

Damn
Geez

The world is so cold, I’m glad I bought these skis
Went right off of the bunny slopes and right into the trees
Rendered unconscious, they rushed me to a concert
Instead of green jello and maybe chicken soup
They fed me magazine covers and video shoots

[Chorus]
Imma keep it cool and I'mma do me
It is what it is and it’s how it’s gon be
Until I get there
Till I get there
I know I got flaws, I know I’m not perfect
But all the ups and downs will soon be worth it
When I get there
When I get there
Whoa

[Verse 3]
And when I finally make it, I'mma stunt so hard
Evil as Knievel, I'mma jump so far
Way up in the atmosphere and I ain’t comin back
Be a jerk to them jerks, yeah that’ll make em hurt

Huh?

Said a young boy in the mirror
A young version of me, so I started to tear up
He said you need to cheer up
Your mind need to clear up
You’re already here, just be yourself from here up
Then he disappeared and I felt somethin familiar
Somethin I was taught, somethin I had lost
If you are afraid or fear that you gon' change some
All you gotta do is just remember where you came from

[Chorus]
I'mma keep it cool and I'mma do me
It is what it is and it’s how it’s gon be
Until I get there
Till I get there
Yeah I got flaws, I know I’m not perfect
But all the ups and downs will soon be worth it
When I get there
When I get there
Whoa

Lupe Fiasco - I Don't Wanna Care Right Now [ft. MDMA]

2011-03-05T15:50:00.000-08:00

Uh! Yuuup! Uh!

[Verse 1]
I’m not a choo choo
I’m a turboooo
Hater, pray to God that I turn slow
Like I’m sippin on purple
But I ain’t on your glooobe
I’m in a whole nother circle
Tryna keep it clean like church clothes
Said that respect was somethin I had to work for
But, that ain’t gon work though
Get your respect but lose all my worth? No
You can dead that, get a hearse, go
Don't leave 48 you'll find a killer in the first floor
It was me bwoy, to commercials
Feelin out of place like PETA at a fur store
So I left with a couple dozen fur coats
Said I could never break away from your hold
Watch me, turn though
Said that I blew it like turquoise
Just mad hear it all in your word choice
Know it hurts but I really don't care though
Let me rub it in, get it all up in that hoooo

[Chorus - MDMA]
I can see the morning creepin up on us
It's like the world's in my hands now
I'm feelin so rebellious from all of the envy crowding around me
I don't wanna care right now
I don't wanna care right now
No I really don't, really don't, wanna care right now

[Verse 2]
Oh-oh Go-Go-God over everything-thing
You fly but stars over everything-thing
And I'm one of them, yeah one of th-the-them
Oh I'm not o-o-one? Well I'm a hundred th-the-then
I'm a hundred mother lovin stars
You're no lights, you're an undercover car
I'm an ambulance, and a fire truck, and some strobe lights, tied up!
Shining all in your eyes, all out of yours and all into mines
Lights and stars is all intertwined
And I'm feeling like Malcolm looking all out the blinds
Any means any means
And you can do anything anything
And the flow tight, skinny jeans skinny jeans
Hit you like Pacquiao, Philippines Philippines

[Chorus - MDMA]
I can see the morning creepin up on us
It's like the world's in my hands now
I'm feelin so rebellious from all of the envy crowding around me
I don't wanna care right now
I don't wanna care right now
No I really don't, really don't, wanna care right now

[Verse 3]
Y’all know on the little, I’m Lupe
Yes sir, who they?
They yester, and I'm today, and tomorrow, hooray
Can I get a hip-hip for the new K-I-N-G, nigga I am he
Got the game in the clutch like I am chic
You ball little boy, But I N-B-A
With a hand for the world
You a boy band with a dance and a twirl
I'm a rockstar with a band so thorough
Big ass tour bus that's jammed full of girls
T-t-tell em what it do, holla from the bottom, yell it from the roof
T-t-tell em what it do, I don't care about your curfew
I'll tell you when I'm through bwoy

[Chorus - MDMA]
I can see the morning creepin up on us
It's like the world's in my hands now
I'm feelin so rebellious from all of the envy crowding around me
I don't wanna care right now
I don't wanna care right now
No I really don't, really don't, wanna care right now

[Bridge]
Tell em what it do, yell it from the bottom, yell it from the roof bwoy
Tell em what it do, holla from the bottom, yell it from the roof bwoy
Tell em what it do, holla from the bottom, yell it from the roof bwoy
Tell em what it do, holla from the bottom, yell it from the roof BWOY!

[Outro - MDMA]
I don't wanna, I-I don't wanna, I-I-I don't wanna
C-c-c-care right now
I don't wanna, I-I don't wanna, I-I-I don't wanna
C-c-c-care right, c-c-c-care right now

Lupe Fiasco - Out Of My Head [ft. Trey Songz]

2011-03-05T15:45:00.000-08:00

And what we have here...
Somethin' great!
Trey!

[Chorus - Trey Songz]
Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head, my head, my head,
Girl I want you to knoooow
I don't even know what you did, you did, you did
But I love it

[Verse 1]
Uh uh everything hooks, everything works
You're a real good chorus, I'm a real good verse
Freestyle unrehearsed
So clean, no curse
And when the song's gone, man everything hurts
So I put it in reverse
Go back to the scene where I seen you first
Yeah I need you to sing that single again
Play that video I seen you up in
A hundred million fans in my mind all day
Calling in requests on the line always
Yeah
The president of ya fan club
Leave them playas all behind like a band love

[Chorus - Trey Songz]
Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head, my head, my head (I can’t get you out now)
Girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did, you did, you did
But I love it.

[Verse 2]
Playa need a minute
Like in timeout in tennis ‘fore I finish
How’d I get in this?
Maybe it was your hair, maybe was your flair
Maybe it's the heels and the way you wear
Maybe it's your real in the way you care
You don 't care if I'm ill or a millionaire
The only thing that matters is that the feeling's there
Your smile's so bright like a grills in here
High off life don't need a pill in there
You 're killing me I think I need a will in here
Got me feelin real skills impaired
Hard to describe why you're still in here

[Chorus - Trey Songz]
Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head, my head, my head,
Oh, girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did, you did,
you did, but I love it.

[Bridge]
Trey:
Don't care when nobody say (cause I like it girl)

Lupe:
Might go crazy tryin to figure this out, love (but I like it girl)

Trey:
Don't even know why I feel this way (cause I like it girl)

Lupe:
Caught up in somethin that I can't get out off (but we like it girl)

[Chorus - Trey Songz] x2
Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head, my head, my head,
(Lupe: I can 't get you out now, said I can't get you out now)
Oh, girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did, you did, you did
But I love it

Lupe Fiasco - The Show Goes On (Official)

2011-03-05T15:35:00.000-08:00

(Chorus)
Alright already the show goes on
All night til the morning we dream so long
Anybody ever wonder when they will see the sun up
Just remember when you come up the show goes on
Alright already the show goes on
All night til the morning we dream so long
Anybody ever wonder when they will see the sun up
Just remember when you come up the show goes on

(Verse 1)
Have you ever had the feeling that you was being had
Know that shit that make you mad
They treat you like a slave
Put chains all on your soul
And put whips up on your back
They be lying through teeth
Hope you slip up off your path
I don’t switch up off I just laugh
Put my kicks up on they desk
Unaffected by they threats
Then get busy on they ass
See that’s how that chi town made me
That’s how my daddy raised me
That glitterin may not be gold
Don’t let nobody play me
If you are my homeboy
You never have to pay me
Gon and put your hands up
When times is hard you stand up
LUPE the man
Cause a brand that the fans trust
So even if they ban us
They’ll never slow my plans up

(Verse 2)
One In the air for people ain’t here
Two in the air for the father that’s there
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids that don’t wanna be there
None for the niggas tryna hold them back
Five in the air for the teacher not scared
To tell those kids that’s leaving in the ghetto

That the niggaz holding back
That the world is theirs
Yea yea the world is yours
I was once that little boy
Terrified of the world
Now I’m on a world tour
I will give up everything
Even start a world war
For these ghetto girls and boys, I’m rappin round the world for
Africa to New york
Haiti then I detour
Oakland down to Auckland
Ghaza strip to Detroit
Say hip hop on a destroy
Tell him look at me boy
I hope your son don’t have a gun, and never be a D-Boy

(Verse 3)
So no matter what you been through
No matter what you into
No matter what you see when you look outside your window
Brown grass or green grass
Picket fence or barbed wire
Never ever put them down
You just lift your arms higher
Raise them til your arms tired, let em know your there.
That you struggling, surviving that you gon persevere yea
Aint nobody leavin, nobody going home
Even if they turn the lights out, the show is going on

via lupefiasco.com

Lupe Fiasco - Beautiful Lasers [ft. MDMA]

2011-03-05T15:20:00.000-08:00

[Chorus - MDMA]
There’s only two ways..out…of here
You wait too late, you’ll be trapped here..forever
There’s only two ways..out..of…here
One's through the door, the other's through…me

[Verse 1]
Sometimes livin' in a word like this, it's pretty hard not to go insane
Not pretty if you don’t comply
Pretty easy if you don’t complain
Stand there like you don’t feel pain
No tears in the face of defeat
Pretend to the end that you don’t fear change
Don’t admit that your faith is weak
Don’t say that you feel like dying
Life’s hard that and it feels like diamonds
Goin home’s just far too gone
Much too late to even feel like trying
Can't understand what I’m saying. Can't figure out what I’m implying
If you feel you don’t want to be alive, you feel just how I am
I’m on the dark side. And you can't come find me
How when its light all around you
Yeah but it's dark inside em
No winners when it's me against me, one of us just ain't gonna survive
My heart been broke for a while
Your’s been the one keeping me alive

[Chorus - MDMA]
There’s only two ways..out…of here
You wait too late, you’ll be trapped here..forever
There’s only two ways..out..of…here
One's through the door, the other's through…me

[Verse 2]
This world's such a fucked up place. My mind's in such a fucked up shape
Everything down here sucks. Maybe what's up there is great
We all gotta go one day. I just wanna cut to the chase
I wanna stop these nightmares
I just wanna touch your face
All you see is all my feats. All I see is all my flaws
All I hear is all my demons. Even through your applause
All you see is all my flights. While all I see is all my falls
All you see is all my rights. All I see is all my wrongs
Don’t keep telling me to fight. Gun on the table tellin me to come on
Tellin me to put him inside my hand. Then put it up right next to my dome
Don’t keep tellin me to find a reason. Anything to keep me from squeezing
Simplest things. Yeah, you really like summer.
You really like music. You really like readin

Love

I can’t win if it’s me against me. One of us ain’t gonna survive
My heart been broke for a while. Your’s been the one keepin me alive.
Your’s been the one keepin me alive.
Your’s been the one keepin me alive!

[Chorus - MDMA]
There’s only two ways..out…of here
You wait, too late, you’ll be trapped here..forever
There’s only two ways..out..of…here
One's through the door, the other's through…me

The other’s through me [x4]

Lupe Fiasco - Coming Up

2011-03-05T15:10:00.000-08:00

Lupe:
If you feelin good, lemme hear you see alright, alright!
Ant whattup!
Alright
Pooh Bear!
I’m feelin good so I'mma say it myself
Alright, alright
Claudio
Alright
So how we gon do this one?

[Verse 1]
This one goes out to the baby girls, in a rush growin up in this crazy world
Yeah your brother on the road, and he never home
I know you’re feelin kinda sad now that daddy gone
You can’t let it get you down, gotta carry on
We only lose things because it make us strong
You always have my love, and now you got a song
From the biggest biggest fan that you’ve ever known
I know you won’t be little girls, not for very long
And you ain’t gotta have a man if you don’t ever want
Cause I'mma make sure you got to of everything that you ever want
Every tone of your very own
Not gon make you hard to respect, just really, really, really, really hard to impress
It’s a whole wide world for you to go and get your hands on
Until then, come and get your dance on now!

[Chorus - MDMA]
I see you comin up
I'mma give you the low down, down, down
You ain't ever gotta worry bout nothing
Just as long as I’m around, round, round, round

[Verse 2]
This for everybody feelin good
You know who you are, or you’re misunderstood
Never had money, or you livin good
If you from the burbs, if you’re in the hooood
Recognize where we come from
In my day mayne, I did a lil sumn sumn
They like, how come you don’t rap that?
Cause that’s a backtrack and I ain’t tryna backpack
I’m only movin forward, homie that’s that
Direction, a lotta shawtys lack that
I’m just tryna give it to em like Satnav
Not knowin I might make it like a fat rat
That’s cool, as long as they don’t trap crack
Graduate from school and still let his pants sag
Never catch a case, know how the ladies catch that
Welcome to the map though
Any way you tap that

[Chorus - MDMA]
I see you comin up
I'mma give you the low down, down, down
You ain't ever gotta worry bout nothing
Just as long as I’m around, round, round, round

[Bridge - MDMA]
If you fall down, imma be there to carry you
And if you want that star, I’ll go get it out the sky for you
If you gotta shed a tear, I'mma dry your eyes
Just to let you know, it’ll be alright

[Verse 3]
I know it’s like a whole lot goin on
Things goin right, things goin wrong
Maybe baby on the way, you for so long
Know that in this world, you’re never really on your own
God got a number get Him on the phone
He’ll never put you in places where you don’t belong
Put you through the pain to put you on the throne
And I know that from the bottom of my corazon
And if they lookin at you sideways
You just wave right back and tell em hi Hay
Mad you ain’t hangin with em in the driveway
Nah, we gon keep it movin to the highway
Strongest putting on. The weak (week) is all over like Friday, Chillin'
Shout to King David for bringin a new villain
And all my pretty independent women in the building, let's go!

[Chorus - MDMA] x2
I see you comin up
Imma give you the low down, down, down
You ain't ever gotta worry bout nothing
Just as long as I’m around, round, round, round

Lupe Fiasco - State Run Radio [ft. Matt Mahaffey]

2011-03-05T15:08:00.000-08:00

[Radio static]
[Chorus - Matt Mahaffey]
You must be…a radio station
And who are we? We must be..a number one song spinnin all day long
And over again[x5]
We don’t win when we call in.
And nothin’s free, sounds to me like
State Run Radio[x8]

[Verse 1]
We interrupt this broadcast,
To bring you this special message bout the forecast
The futures cloudy and it’s raining on the poor class
Road to peace is closed, heavy traffic on the war paths
Love is balling on a budget, the military says it’s gon need more cash
To keep fighting for your gas
Keep us in our hoods and hope we never explore pass
Stay inside of your half
Believe the lies you learned in your class
That there's no treasure in your trash
And the ceiling has the same feeling that the floor has
And that’s where you should stay,
This is what they play

[Chorus - Matt Mahaffey]
Over again
And over again[x4]
And we don’t win when we call in.
And nothin’s free, sounds to me like
State Run Radio[x8]

[Verse 2]
You’re now tuned into the weakest
Frequency of fear keep you locked right here
And hope you never leave this, never be a leader
Think inside the box, and follow all procedures
Never ever believe that you will never need this
Hit up all your friends and tell them to repeat this
Higher on the air, now what you wanna hear?
Well we ain’t got the truth, but how about a remix?
Different is never good, good is only what we pick
You ain’t got a hit, unless it sounds like these did
Not too smart, you will be a superstar
And if you dumb it sumn, maybe you could be number one

[Chorus- Matt Mahaffey]
Over again
And over again[x4]
And we don’t win when we call in.
And nothin’s free, sounds to me like
State Run Radio[x8]

[Verse 3]
So beware what’s on the airwaves.
And be more aware of what’s not getting airplay
Independent spirits, you can barely hear what they’re sayin
Truth ain’t getting on like shampoo on an airplane
Propaganda’s everywhere. Constantly on replay
All the hits, all the time. Back to back on relay
We’re really where it lives, make em hear the records we play
Build your own station, become your own DJ's

[Chorus - Matt Mahaffey]
You must be…a radio station
And who are we? We must be..a number one song spinnin all day long
And you put me…in daily rotation
You’re on the air, we know you’re scared
But we don’t care, we’ll play this here
Over again
And over again[x4]
We don’t win when we call in.
And nothin’s free, sounds to me like
State Run Radio[x16]

Lupe Fiasco - Break The Chain [ft. Eric Turner x Sway]

2011-03-05T15:06:00.000-08:00

[Chorus - Eric Turner]
I waited all my life to play
I still can't find a way
But if I work it one more day
I might just break the Chain [x3]

[Verse 1]
Freedom, we could use some of that especially where we from
Where we grew up like a green thumb
Its like a criminal, the only thing you can become
Look at what I became, something like a phenom. Nothin but a G thang
Things I've seen when I'm looking out of these frames
Pictures I painted on the walls where we hang
From the trees we hung
Strange fruit man look at how we swung
How the hell you gonna tell us something
We ain't have a father, how to try to grow up and be one
See umm feel it in my bones
That I'm sittin on a throne like a killer with the chrome
When I spittin of the poem
Shed a whole lot of light on a little bit of home
Bow!

[Chorus - Eric Turner]
I waited all my life to play
I still can't find a way
But if I work it one more day
I might just break the Chain [x3]

[Verse 2 - Sway]
Super Swah, the cape remains,

thought I was M.I.A no paper? - Planes

I'm fly plus I don't write no more

its all off of the top I shaved the braids

And stayed sharp mother knew how to raise-a-blade (Razor Blade)

I paid my dues now I wait for change

and the flows so rude it goes without... *Saying*
Ask Lupe I'm Sucre, I aid the Break

Quick to cut off any baggage like some samurai I like to travel light

I gotta leave you at home Delilah,

this is Sampson Night (Samsonite)
No case for the police

said I know Killah's I never seen 'em, Ghostface

only time I'm watching is my Panerai

I've got an alibi I was in Chicago taking pics, call me Camera Chi (Shy)

[Chorus - Eric Turner]
I waited all my life to play
I still can't find a way
But if I work it one more day
I might just break the Chains[x3]

[Verse 3 - Lupe]
Chain broke
You ain't make a rep for your chain smoke
No cigarrettes on my plane yo
Stunt your ham bones from the game though
Put it on mine, take a long time
B.A. Barracus is how I'm livin online
In a webisode like let's go let 'em know
That I put up the footage that I'm takin' your shine
Wanna see the real change? Look in your mind
Your brain look like your ? brotha
Overgrow, overload, broken zone
Niggas playing games in the hood they got you sucka
Playa thinkin that its cool to be a pimp still
We gon set it free like a fish in a pimp hill
Take this home, rearrange it, change it
Danger, Sway-zer, Lupe, Laser
Pow!

[Chorus - Eric Turner]x2
I waited all my life to play
I still can't find a way
But if I work it one more day
I might just break the Chains[x3]

Lupe Fiasco - All Black Everything

2011-03-05T15:02:00.000-08:00

[Hook]

You would never know
If you could ever be
If you never try
You would never see
Stayed in Africa
We ain't never leave
So there were no slaves in our history
Were no slave ships, were no misery, call me crazy, or isn't he
See I fell asleep and I had a dream, it was all black everything

[Lupe Fiasco - Verse 1]
Uh, and we ain't get exploited
White man ain't feared so he did not destroy it
We ain't work for free, see they had to employ it
Built it up together so we equally appointed
First 400 years, see we actually enjoyed it
Constitution written by W.E.B. Du Bois
Were no reconstructions, civil war got avoided
Little black sambo grows up to be a lawyer
Extra extra on the news stands
Black woman voted head of Ku Klux Klan
Malcolm Little dies as a old man
Martin Luther King read the eulogy for him
Followed by Bill O'Reilly who read from the Quran
President Bush sends condolences from Iran
Where Fox News reports live
That Ahmadinejad wins Mandela peace prize

[Hook]

[Lupe Fiasco-Verse 2]
Uh, and it ain't no projects
Keepin it real is not an understood concept
Yea, complexions not a contest
Cause racism has no context
Hip-Hop ain't got a section called conscious
Everybody rappin like crack never happened
Crips never occurred nor bloods to attack them
Matter of fact no hood to attack in
Somalia is a great place to relax in
Fred Astaire was the first to do a backspin
The rat pack was cool group of black men
That inspired the five white guys called the Jacksons
Eminem fitted in but then again he inspired a black rapper tryin to mimic him
And thats a really rose up out of michigan, the sign of white rapper by the name of 50 cent

[Hook]

[Lupe Fiasco-Verse 3]
Uh, and I know it's just a fantasy
I cordially invite you to ask why can't it be
Now we can do nothing bout the past
But we can do something bout the future that we have
We can make it fast or we can make it last
Every woman queen and every man a king
When those color lines come we can't see between
We just close our eyes till it's all black everything

[Hook]

Lyrics via RapGenius

Lupe Fiasco - Never Forget You [ft. John Legend]

2011-03-05T03:30:00.000-08:00

[Chorus - John Legend]
Take me to that old familiar place
Take me to memories we won’t erase
Take me to all that we had
Good and the bad
I’ll never forget you
I’ll never let you go
I’ll never forget you
I’ll always remember, I hope you know

[Verse 1]
Let the record reflect the records we set
Best foot forward with every step
And let’s push towards it, never regress
And let’s remember, if ever we get
Down, the places that we came from round
And all the good times on the bad side of town
The upside of bad, flip it upside down
Came from the bottom but we up high now
Believe, and from this view we achieved
We looked back at the rules we received
And how we broke those, dismantled and rewrote those
And the ghost still alive in the photos
Sounds of the summer, day and go wise
Cold wind blowin through a city on fire
Moments of the past, came here to find you
Not to relive them, just to remind you

[Chorus - John Legend]
Take me to that old familiar place
Take me to memories we won’t erase
Take me to all that we had
Good and the bad
I’ll never forget you
I’ll never let you go
I’ll never forget you
I’ll always remember, I hope you know

[Verse 2]
And let the evidence show, the future’s so bright
It’s never been more, not like tonight
We walk into the glow, right into the light
The past all around us, the time of our life
The first love kisses, the broke heart disses
This is just like a first-class ticket
Back, to the first written rap
The crumbled-up paper and the pen with no cap
The hand-me-down clothes and the unturned hat
The hookers on the corner and the kids sellin’ crack
The needles in the yard where we used to play catch
Stories from the project we could never go at
Or to, these are shades of my youth
Trials of a child, everything truth
Moments of the past, comin’ back to find us
Not to relive them, just to remind us

[Chorus - John Legend]
Take me to that old familiar place
Take me to memories we won’t erase
Take me to all that we had
Good and the bad
I’ll never forget you
I’ll never let you go
I’ll never forget you
I’ll always remember, I hope you know

[Verse 3]
Everything cherished, remembered in my heart
So you will never perish, you will never part
I tell em all about you, drummin in the park
We put you in the ground, but I see you in the stars
Gon, take a bow, a round of applause
The best that ever, always ready we are
Love always shines, that’s how I’ll find you
In case you forgot, I hope this reminds you

[Chorus - John Legend]
Take me to that old familiar place
Take me to memories we won’t erase
Take me to all that we had
Good and the bad
I’ll never forget you
I’ll never let you go
I’ll never forget you
I’ll always remember, I hope you know

Lupe Fiasco - SLR (Super Lupe Rap)

2010-11-09T06:49:00.000-08:00

[Intro: Pharrell]
I said think about your future, you can't do that tomorrow
But you don't hear a word, you see that S-L-R -track skips, fades-

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
O ye tormented souls
My goal is to sit on the globe like North Poles
And that's the top mane, goin hammer like a glock can
All flow and grammar, no shots strayin'

Im so sober when I speak
I call it catchin' bullets with my teeth
You can feel it in your chest
Like Bruce Lee jumpin' on your vest
But I cant feel yours through my Superman "S"
Yes, I'm Superman'd out, Red Cartier look like Superman house
Insha'Allah to my plan, hope it super pans out
My life is like Italians doing 100 miles
And the top open like the roofer ran outta tiles
Walked right into Philipes when I ran outta Chows
Next up is Crustacean and fast food Halal's
The beef is all the same, its just how they kill the cows
Somebody tell Malcom X that Im tryna steal his style
And tell Cornell West that I'm tryna steal his froooo
Go back in time, take the slaves plows, shovels, and the hooooes
Their masters get the "It Was Written" introooo
SLR Ten fo, SLR Ten fo
Soundtrakk let the beat go
Soundtrakk let the beat roam

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
In this world I'm so alone
In a category all on my own
Cause I tell the world what I want to
Yeah, I tell the world what I want to
Man I feel so alone
They treat like me like an outcast
Cause I tell the world what I want to
But you can tell me what you gon' do

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Cause nigga I don't believe that
Like 9/11 came from Iraq
And Mayweather on the Speed bag
Automatic weapons keep the same rhythm he has
That's how the hood sound
Grew up in a hood town
West side ghetto, Windy City, Cook Count(y)
Black skies lookin up, crack pipes lookin down
Accused of not looking back, blind nigga look around (haha)
City on my back, so the CHI go errywhere I'm at
Presence so shiny, Mercedes so matte
Copped that from Platinum, the color of my plaque
I memorize "Colors" off of Yo! MTV Raps
A nightmare walking in a psychopath's nap
Defeat your purpose like a weed stash in the rehab
And guess who's sneakin' in the weed bags
They be me with my mean ass
Not tryna be anything but free as
Flow is so nuts, the track is gettin' T-Bagged
Just wanna rap nice, that ain't me tagged
If you wanna be mean, then you wanna be me bad
Call it being Pretty Lyrically Swag
Soulja call it Super Lupe Lyrical
You cant understand me nor mimic my miracles
All I see is me and I'm a mother lovin' mirror fool
Being dope is all in the muscle
It's more than just a pause and a chuckle
I bench press elephants, and bowling ball juggle
So don't be scared to take the Super Lu route
Top 5 alive and I only got 2 out!
School ya on your history, I tell ya what you bout
Fight for all the right things and let the Huey New out
Pharrell what these niggas talkin bout?
2 man Big Pun, a 1 man Slaughterhouse
A 2 album Jay-Z, a 1 nigga Wu-Tang
Young and hungry Mos Def, a conscious rappin' Lil Wayne
And I don't care for similarities
Cause I'm a pioneer, not a parody
These ain't bars, this is barbarity
SLR......Clarity.

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
In this world I'm so alone
In a category all on my own
Cause I tell the world what I want to
Yeah, I tell the world what I want to
Man I feel so alone
They treat like me like an outcast
Cause I tell the world what I want to
But you can tell me what you gon' do

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
Holy shock and awing cattle prods,
All up in the action where the fraction of the catalog,
of my peers, I ain't doin' numbers like Anbesol,
but I'm here, and I'm revered,
Lyric boy, Based King, Master Chef, All City Chess moves Micky, Donnie, Diggy, CRS fool!
Carrera Era, Panamera, F2, Emperor, Free Chill and nigga FNF RULES!
'Ye, what these niggas talkin' bout?
A Jesus in the desert walkin Dundee walkabout
A self imposed Exile, learn to let the awesome out
Even if I was homeless I would still have an awesome house
Cause the world is mine, Lupe to the rescue, the world is fine
Words and lines of mine, I feel are better than every rap in the world combined!
And that's how you do it
Errything flow, errything fluid
Stupid with the raps, but the raps never stupid
Trakk on the music, SLR roofless
And the next whip is that Ferrari car
Game over, body parts

____

Props to LankyLaser, DatKid, 4ziATiC

CRS - Don't Stop

2010-10-10T07:03:00.000-07:00

[1st verse: Pharrell]

Explain yourself, how you sound like me?
The muthafucker Skateboard P
Knowing that you're me low
Playing games like cee-lo
In a tight situation like Speedo’s
You can have it your way like Carlito
My ni**as will be happy to give y'all torpedos
And have your car twisted like a blunt
For you faggot ass ni**as that like to front
I’m on some BBC Bape shit - I'm on some cake shit
In the kitchen with the heat making beats in my apron
You hating and you want to erase it
Close your eyes when you know you can’t take it
My flow interrupts your homeostasis
I Rolls Royce it on a regular basis
You talk street shit that sound like sweet shit
Straight liquorish, you ni**as sound ticklish
80k large for the Hermes dream
Coke n crop in all your magazines
Hunger strike yourself, look like Celine
Dion, me and my ni**as like freeyon
You bitches on my peacon
She got an ass you can eat on
Try to play tough like the leather on a Vuitton
I hit it 'til I could seat on
Try to get her freak on
Ask me to R. Kelly her and get pee’d on
I said it ain't me ma'am
That 8 behind me still got the burner
Yes the Enzo is stilll black like Sojourner
Truth, I mighta just loosened a tooth
Spittin’ what I did in the booth
I’m out, pooof!

[2nd Verse: Lupe Fiasco]

Carrera, raised in a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle era
Water bearer and tell the truth I dare ya - ya lie

So eat these whole bottle of these jalapeno peppers
For terror made in America - too live
Fuck the property or give me my props properly
High off life this high technology - Devry
I rep Muhammad Ali more like rapology
My policy’s not to be dishonestly - deprived
So gimme that, gimme that keep going
Where my city at, I’m like steak and fries but never die
They wanna ghostface wannabe me but they will posthaste
Follow me into the after life
That means you going right after I’ve
But I’m the hero sorta like Jack Sparrow
So some way some how I have survived
Ha ha surprised
Who is he that we see coming over the tides
In a speed boat, boat load of pride
Fall of Rome dress shirted and Mastermind tie
He what happens when rapping and avantgarde fashion collide
So O-M-G it's the “C” from the CRS L-O-L’ing at you haters
Tell your BFF’s like

[3rd verse: Kanye West]

Yes, Mr. West turn that new child rebel
Loud as a badass child level
Who need a chorus we do it tyrannosaurus
Tyrone it’s been a year with no phone
Could you explain how high is your zone
We’ll take the plane rub his nose in cocaine
There’s hoes in magazines you lain sayin you lame
And for the hating advance pull down your pants
Make ‘em kiss both cheeks like we living in France
Diamonds blue, his business manager’s Jewish
And if I get sued my lawyers Jews
Some girls do, grab the cohonas
Say you got enough diamonds to at least Sierra Leone us
Brand new Ferrari’s I gotta make the donuts
CRS is like a Hip Hop Christmas bonus
Ni**as is hating on the internet, I couldn’t tell
I was too busy rapping, GOOD as hell
I was too busy flying, parasail!
Tell Collette to get the new shit that Paris sell
Tarantino, Da Vinci, gettin’ Benji’s, get half off of Fendi
Half of that’s to Cindy’s
Hoped out the spaceship put my Mork in Mindy
Popped too many corks to let you dorks offend me
Props in New York but Chi-Town’s my city
Get my citys hoochie’s Gucci, Monica Bellucci’s
Are those the real millionaires, or the bendi’s
I'm so ultra I’m even over Oprah
But let me check your account, haha no sir

The Runaway: Lupe’s Revenge

2010-08-26T12:17:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Lupe! Fiasco...U-N-K-L-E...L-U-P-E...diamonds..

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Physically here, mentally I’m up there somewhere
And I been thinking 'bout maybe coming down and hang around on the ground some year
But this aint the one (no)
Having too much fun way up here on the Sun yo
They should really sell my CD's at the gun show
A two-disc set is like Russian Roulette
Afghanistan Kino
If you wanna win then come in my casino
Pull up in a Porsche
Pull off in a Dino
Convention on the chinching I’m delivering the keynote
Rise...and shine, too
Kiwi I can see me in reflections from my fine shoes
I write with the same techniques they use to find jewels
Mine my own mind, until I find something that rhymes cool
Then hit James on line two tell him to send a track for me to rhyme to
A setting to attach all of the shine to
A diamond mine/mind, I can never Swarovski or rhine you, POW!!!

[Chorus: Elle J]
Wanna know, wanna know, why you’re breaking even?
Wanna know, wanna know, why you’re breaking down?
(x4)

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Perfect, Big Bang flow
Spitting out uni(verses) my old metaphors went off and joined the circus
They currently on tour on the planet of the Word-smiths
You can rally round me like I'm Sturgis
But when you go back to where you came from don't tell nobody that you ever heard this
Or I might bless you with my curses (thinner)
You should change your attitude or Hannibal is having you for dinner
Cannibalistic urges eating up this nonsense regurgitating purpose (inner/in a)
World done perfect (in my)
Mind so spotless like they Spic and Span’d and mopped it
It’s just clear it don't mean that they washed it
Put it together like bolts, swing nuts and washers
We beefin’ like Big Macs and Whoppers
At each other’s throats like butterfly collars
Or Siamese twins joined at the Medulla Oblongata
In a tuxedo
Going to the opera
Diamond mine mind only C-Z about me though is my initials
Zulu - Chaka, POW!!!

[Chorus: Elle J]
Wanna know, wanna know, why you’re breaking even?
Wanna know, wanna know, why you’re breaking down?
(x4)

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
You protect it, you cherish and caress it
Your precious little ethic-less method
Been tryna take me off of my perspective
But I respect it
But I still give you F's for effort
And the A's for me
Extra credit
How I deflected, all praises be
To the most higher I admire
Never will I abide by ya
Cause you're liar and you’re not my sire
Can't buy me I just ride by ya
And I won't bye-bye ya
I'll buy your lighter and set it on FIRE!

Lupe Fiasco - Oh Yeah! (Verse)

2010-08-26T09:39:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Diggy what's good mane? It's your big brother, Lupe, ha. Long time coming, it's like the future meets the future of the future. Ya heard? This is some of that laid back, light up that nag-champa, let it marinate! You know? Some of that make you wonder, make you ponder. What's here, much like what's beyond. It's a beautiful thing! (uh!)

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
This gon be a fine ride, see it in my mind's eye
Black man in a white man's world, blindside
Sweeter than key lime pies, look how fast the time flies
Where you going to be when the party's over and wine dries?
Yea we got nine lives, but they got nine knives
We gon get one chance, and they get nine tries
Tell you that dime's fly, baby girl's a fine prize
All I see is money when I look inside this dime's eyes!
Life's a bitch, I'll be rich if I make her cry
Tears soak tissue turns to money, if you let it dry
Increase my worth if she get hurt, I'll make a fortune if she dies
Take her off of that machine, I'll benefit from her demise!
Damn, that's how we are
Take a life, then buy out the bar!
So let's celebrate, let's make a toast!
To succeed in life, just make a ghost.

Go To Sleep

2010-08-21T02:14:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
*yaawn* - Thanks,
Feels good wakin' up,
Get back... on my J.O.
ooohh,
And you will be going, cause I gotta go to work
It's coo...

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
I wipe the cool from my eye
Stationed in Antarctica, coldest nigga alive
Flow is Armageddon might smite crows/Cruise from the Sky
Before you drive you have to wipe locusts off your rides
But I'm warming up, oceans is on the rise
I be Ocean with 11 associates on my side
Colder than Chris Martin guitarin' - would you look at all these Spies?
But they can't see me, I took out their eyes
Replaced them with some me's, so all they see is he's
But I will never run, not even if they cry
See I can never fall, not even down their cheek
But I will always ball/bawl, let's see who the first to blink
And I don't need no passwords cause I don't need to cheat
But you can say your last words then you can rest in peace
I'm the hook after your last verse, I'm also like the beat
But I will turn it down so you can go to sleep

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
You can go to sleep
Yes you can go to sleep

Said you can go to sleep (x2)
Good night, good night (x2)
(Real niggas up again)
(Phony niggas tuckin' in)
Now you can go to sleep
Yes you can go to sleep

Now you can go to sleep (x2)
Good night, good night (x2)
Official niggas on they job and you know we gonna ball
Real niggas poppin off, phony niggas not at all

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Insomniac since way back, see that's what I been like
Bacon, eggs and pancakes, eating that at midnight
Getting up and going hard, I don't need no Enzyte
Come across as very calm, mental state is Zen like
Always had a lot of heart, never been the tin type
Never will I drop a dime, never been the ten type
My girlfriend is very fine, yeah she is a ten, right?
Mink is draggin'/dragon on the flow/floor, fire in my windpipe
You should come and clean up after riots that I incite
Things got off the handle, left behind a landfill
Traffic at a standstill, stadium is fan-filled
Fill this bitch up with fans, you still won't blow my candle...out
My can do spirit's in the house, and it's possessing your possessions,

did you hear it by the couch?
Boogeyman under your bed but not in your closet, cause I'm not a...

Won't drill no door hole, I won't make a peep, so...

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
You can go to sleep
Yes you can go to sleep

Now you can go to sleep

Said you can go to sleep
Good night, good night (x2)
(Real niggas up again)
(Phony niggas tuckin' in)
Now you can go to sleep
Yes you can go to sleep

Now you can go to sleep (x2)
Good night, good night (x2)
Official niggas on they job and you know we gonna ball
Real niggas poppin off, phony niggas not at all

[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
I wipe the cold/coal from my eye, then put it in my stove and hope that my dough rise
And that my clothes dry, but I am so high, I'm sitting on the storm that I got soaked by
Now you can come close so, you can get warm
But you get no pie, but you can sell 'em for him so, here's your bow tie
Now get ready to fall, 'cause humans don't fly, the boy in the balloon
See I didn't go high/hide, and I'm coming back to float/flow again
Closed out all that opium, but I had to O-P-EN
They said they need a hero in (heroin) it, so I'm back to dope again
Pull up in that old school Flintstone drop on rolling pins
Time is all behind me, this make me feel old again
Grandma's all around me, I can feel her soul within'
Hold my daddy over him
I woke the rooster's, woke the hen's
Everything's cashmere, count the sheep that make 'em..

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(You can) go to sleep

Yes you can go to sleep
Now you can go to sleep

Yes you can go to sleep
(Go to sleep, it's okay!)
Good night, good night (x2)
(Real niggas up again)
(Phony niggas tuckin' in)

Yes you can go to sleep (x2)

Now you can go to sleep

Yes you can go to sleep

Good night, good night (x2)
Official niggas on they job and you know we gonna ball
Real niggas poppin off, phony niggas not at all
(Fades)

[Intro: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
(Where are you now?) (x3)

[Chorus: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
You are here!
Let me in your super-future,
Up up and away,
Super-duper!
Tell me right now where you moved the,
Where are you now?
(x2)

[Verse #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Mind state,
Critical,
Metaphysical weight,
Of the world,
Or your soul is at stake,
Break under the pressure,
Tethered to your mistakes,
Safe under the feathers,
Falling off of the face,
Planet,
Landing,
Yeah right on top of your fate,
Look at it in the eyes,
Tell it goodbye straight?
Yell it into the sky,
Tell em' your irate,
You're not irie,
Nothing is ok,
Mushroom cloud,
Blow everything away,
It's much too loud,
All that sound you play,
Champion lightning coming down today,
Your synthesized living your giving is too late,
On time,
Authenticity's online,
Put everything that I have up on mine,
Don't look right in the light,
You'll go blind,
You don't look right in the night,
You don’t shine!

[Chorus: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Let me in your super-future,
Up up and away,
Super-duper!
Tell me right now where you moved the,
Where are you now?
(x2)

[Verse #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Resonate,
Resilience,
Never break,
Detonate,
Fragility,
Devastate,
Aww, look at now it’s all broke,
Look at it!!!
All of the shit that you called dope!!!
You’re picking up all of the pieces of it off of the floor,
Dirty,
Ewwww,
Look it,
It’s so gross,
So close,
Like Glen or next to him,
I'm sorry but no smoke,
Also i don't pose
But i threaten your status quo
(Guitar solo)

[Chorus: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
You are here!
Let me in your super-future,
Up up and away,
Super-duper!
Tell me right now where you moved the,
Where are you now?
(x2)

Firing Squad

2010-08-14T01:19:00.000-07:00

[Chorus #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
When they put you in line!
You better run, (x3)
When they put you in line!
You better run, (x3)
Or you'll run out of time!
And then you’re done, (x3)
When they put on your blinds!
Here come the guns (x3)

[Verse #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
There’s no feeling today,
There's no ceiling or shade,
A slow, tender decay,
There's no simpler way,
I won’t live in the grey,
I won’t enter the fray,
The old chilling display,
Explodes in your face,
You throw children away,
You lead millions astray,
Below minimum wage,
I won't sit and behave,
We don’t fit in your cage,
We're not fit to enslave,
I'm not digging my grave,
So end's your day…

[Chorus #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
When they put you in line!
You better run, (x3)
When they put you in line!
You better run, (x3)
Or you'll run out of time!
And then you’re done, (x3)
When they put on your blinds!
Here come the guns (x3)

[Verse #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
No there’s no quiet reply,
There’s no silent deny,
There’s no private divide,
Leave no tyrant alive,
There’s no island to hide,
There’s no triumph of pride,
There’s no pirated prize,
Shed your disguise,
Won’t tighten your vice,
You won’t lighten my rights,
I won’t mind your advice,
To not fight in the fights,
Won’t heighten your plights,
There’s no lying tonight,
That’s why I’m shining a light
Right in your eyes...

[Chorus #3: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
When they put you in line!
You better run, (x3)
When they put you in line!
You better run, (x3)
Or you'll run out of time!
And then you’re done (x3)
When they put on your blinds!
Here come the guns (x3)

[Verse #3: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Yes!
And the mission is set,
And there’s a credible threat,
And there’s a rebel unrest,
That needs incredible jets,
To bring unscheduled death,
With that impeccable depth,
Light up your last cigarette,
Goodnight god bless…

[Chorus #4: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
When they put you in line!
You better run, (x3)
When they put you in line!
You better run, (x3)
Or you'll run out of time!
And then you’re done (x3)
When they put on your blinds!
Here come the guns (x3)

Crowd Participation

2010-08-14T00:43:00.000-07:00

[Verse #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
I'm on the outskirt.
The rim of fittin' in,
I'm blending out, I'm giving out.
I'm radioactive, radioactive..
Sociopathic,
Oh the old tactics..to keep us down,
To keep us down.

[Chorus #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Critical Mass,
Critical Mass,
Critical Mass,

[Verse #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
On the outskirts,
The top of being down,
I did without, I did without..
I'm radioactive, radioactive..
Sociopathic,
Oh the old tactics.that keep us down,
Underground.

[Chorus #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Critical Mass,
Critical Mass,
Critical Mass,

[Bridge #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
By design.
By the law.
By the way, buy some more.
By design.
By the law.
By the way, buy some more.
By design.
By the law.
By the way, buy some more.
By design.
By the law.
By the way.

[Verse #3: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
In the outrage,
The lies that are on your page and in your mouth, and in your mouth,
I'm radioactive, radioactive..
Sociopathic,
Oh the old tactics..to keep us out.

[Chorus #3: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Critical Mass,
Critical Mass,
(Break)

[Verse #4: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
I'm on the outskirt,
The edge of being lead,
I'm giving out, I'm blending out,
I'm radioactive, radioactive,
We're radioactive, radioactive,
We're radioactive, radioactive.

Beijing

2010-08-14T00:24:00.000-07:00

[Verse #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
She was a morphine fling with four finger rings, she had fourteen drinks and fourteen dreams in one night.
She was a Thompson sub-machine, the mob scene queen, the most obscene thing that you've ever seen in your life.

[Chorus #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
She was amazing, blazing, Beijing laser beam, Alright!
She was amazing, blazing, Beijing laser beam, Alright!

[Verse #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
She crucified posh on a Kalashnikov cross, she beautified loss and gave you all types of insight.
She had emerald eyes, told Orson Welles lies, she shed Shakespeare tears, fought the battle of Algiers on both sides.
A high-heeled thriller, the ideal killer, she keep her finger on a trigger, sends six-foot shivers down your spine.
She had celestial fire from a Zippo lighter, just a mad dynamiter, she'll send you out of your mind.
(Your mind.)

[Chorus #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
She was amazing, blazing, Beijing laser beam, Alright!
She was amazing, blazing, Beijing laser beam, Alright! Alright! Alright!

[Bridge #1: Chris Gelbuda]
(Bitchin' guitar solo!)

[Verse #3: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
She's all gritty, Kowloon Walled City and she's waltzing with the devil on your grave in the pale moonlight.
Now aint that a sight?
She's just a star-crossed lover from a magazine cover, she's a rolling stone mother, when the powers of darkness unite...
Then she'll take flight! That's Right!

[Chorus #3: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
She's the amazing, blazing, Beijing laser beam,
She's the amazing, Beijing, laser beam, laser beam,
She's the amazing. blazing, Beijing laser beam,
She's the amazing, blazing, Beijing laser beam, Alright!

Heirplanes

2010-08-14T00:13:00.000-07:00

[Verse #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
We are phantoms of the future,
Ordinaries from the super,
But we are high.
Sing your anthems to your rulers,
Disconnect from their medullas,
And be alive.
We are transients from the sewers
But please treat us like we're friends when we arrive.
You can kill or just destroy them,
Here's your pistol and your poison,
Please Decide.
Please Decide.

[Chorus #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Because heirplanes flying under the ground,
Fireworks that don't make a sound...
But oh what a light!
Oh what a light.

[Verse #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
With the SUD as my accomplice,
Oh dear God please be my compass,
Be my guide.
I've got my dowry for Medusa hopefully she'll take my ring and be my bride.
We will gather information,
Secret meeting in my basement,
We are spies.
You can kill or just destroy them,
Here's your pistol and your poison,
Please Decide.
Please Decide.
Please Decide.

[Chorus #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Because heirplanes flying under the ground,
Fireworks that don't make a sound.
Because heirplanes flying under the ground,
Fireworks that don't make a sound,
But Oh what a light.
Oh me, oh my. Oh what a light.
No kings, no queens, no butterflies.
No kings, no queens, no butterflies.
No kings, no queens.

[Verse #3: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Canaries in your cavern,
While you sleep in your apartments,
We must hide.
Take the veils off of your killer,
Take your place inside the searchlight and be described.
Let's see your eyes.
Cause we are phantoms from the future,
Ordinaries from the super,
But we are high.
Just your transients from the sewers,
Please don't treat us like we're friends when we arrive.
When we arrive.
(When we arrive)

[Chorus #3: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Because heirplanes flying under the ground,
Fireworks that don't make a sound,
But oh what a light.
Oh me, oh my. Oh what a light.
No queens, no kings, no butterflies.
No kings, no queens, no butterflies.
Butterflies.
Butterflies.
Butterflies.
Butterflies.
Butterflies.
Butterflies.

All Sabotage!!! (STSO)

2010-08-13T23:51:00.000-07:00

[Chorus #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Suck the shine out...
Suck the shine out!!!
Blow the mind out...
Roll the rhyme out!
(Roll the rhyme out!)

[Verse #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Now my heads all fuzzy and my bodies all numb and my wills all busted and my minds all dumb and I cant think straight with your rifle in my face and suspicion in the air that oppressions at the gate (ding!), bow to the whim of the directors of the
state - kowtow to the wisdom of suppressors of your fate, die for your possessions even though they all fake, your blind now hope you find out - suck the shine out!

[Chorus #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Blow the mind out...
Roll the rhyme out!

[Verse #2: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Your Babylon's burning, your Babylon's burning, empire's on fire and your Sodom is a furnace, the power needs opponents and the struggle needs to learn that the truth crystallizes and the future's undetermined, the media's a joke but a mind fulla hope makes it easier to cope so that you don't feel the rope as it sneaks around your throat then they throw you from the oak hold on time out time out climb out suck the shine out!

[Chorus #3: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
Blow the mind out...
Suck the shine out...
Suck the shine out!!!
(Suck the shine out!)
Blow the mind out...

[Bridge #1: Unknown]
(Hey baby just lay back and relax, I'm in control, close your eyes, this wont hurt a bit...)

[Verse #3: Japanese Cartoon]
No shackle! No sugar! All Sabotage!!! All sabotage!!!
No shackle! No sugar! All Sabotage!!! All sabotage!!!
Suck the shine out!!!
No shackle! No sugar! All Sabotage!!! All sabotage!!!
No shackle! No sugar! All Sabotage!!! All sabotage!!!
Blow the mind out!!!

JAWS

2010-08-13T23:14:00.001-07:00

[Verse #1: Wasalu Muhammad Jaco]
The dark, the night, the flee, the see, the sights, the fear that lives inside you!
(You’re in the Jaws)
The love, the hate, the blood, the taste that makes the hounds of hell come out to find you!
(You’re in the Jaws)
Tonight's the night, the light is right to rise just like the running sun that blinds you!
Live to defy your citizen side, survive, the lightning gave them life, it's beautiful,
(You’re in the Jaws)
The smoke, the haze. the fire, the phase, the peace, the praise, the deeds, the dazed, the right to!
(You’re in the Jaws)
The shimmer, the blur, the him or the her, the winner, the worst, the temper, the thirst that guides you!
(You’re in the Jaws)
The sire, the slave, the cradle, the grave, disable the cage, rewire the ways that bind you!
Live to defy your citizen side, survive, the lightning gave them life, it's beautiful,
(You’re in the Jaws)
The youth, the young, the noose, the gun, the rules are dumb they're using them to sike you!
(You’re in the Jaws)
The panic, the pure, the Xanax, the cure, the phantom, the war, the man at the door will hide you!
(You’re in the Jaws)
The color, the code, the mother, the load, the flowers, they're losing their power, the downward spiral!
Live to defy your citizen side, survive, the lightning gave them life, it's beautiful,
(You’re in the Jaws)
The fury, the filth, the buried, the built, the jury, the guilt, the spilling the milk you cry to!
(You’re in the Jaws)
The clash, the sound, the class, the clown, the crashing down then passed around the cycle!
(You’re in the Jaws)
The end, the sin, the men, the jinn, the cleanse, the spin again, the friend, the rival!
Live to defy your citizen side, survive, the lightning gave them life, it's beautiful,
(You’re in the Jaws)
The skulls, the bones, don't use the phones, they use the television set to spy too!
(You’re in the Jaws)
Untap attack, react, feedback, adapt, unstrap you from the tracks you're tied to!
(You’re in the Jaws)
Arrive, collide, get pissed, resist the script, admit that this is it, the final!
Live to defy your citizen side, survive, the lightning gave them life, it's beautiful. (x4)
(You’re in the Jaws)
(Yeah motherfuckers, you in the jaws of the Lords of Death..Japanese
Cartooooooooooooooooooooooon!!!!)

Make Sure U Getta Shirt!!!

2010-07-29T22:31:00.000-07:00

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
(Uhuhuhuh A Rhyming Ape uh!)
Yeah, (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
So I think yall had enough
What up Chuck?
FNF UP!
RKF Tucks
Adjust my cuffs
John Lennon Chucks
Independent trucks
Yup, a little bit of dust
Brush...my shoulder
Plus...a little bit of chuch
Uh..I showed ya
Just...a little bit of what can happen
If you open up your eyes and imagine
Expand your horizon with rhyming and rapping
Quit rapping and rhyming bout cocaine supplying
And clapping is anyone out there or are yall all absent?
Are we the last...

[Chorus: The Gorillaz]
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last to get away to some another day?
Or do we know, well, we know
Does it seem to be conveyed that way?

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
A little bit of Fahreinheit 1/15 part III
One time to the FNF army
After party in the Angel Knights RV
Don't forget your cell phone and car keys
Don't forgot to tip the valet where you park please
I wish you well, good night, drive safe, A Rhyming Ape t-shirts on sale!

[Outro: Lupe Fiasco]
They 25 dollars a piece, down in the lobby, um, next to concession stands...Don't forget about the keychains and the hats too...Peace!

A Bathing Harry

2010-07-29T22:12:00.002-07:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Yea. That's right, that's right. Green Lantern, what up! If y'all don't know me out there, I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco! And I'm from a little city in the midwest. Y'all might've heard of it, it's called Chicago mane, hah! And I'm from the westside of that city, you know what I'm talkin' about? And I roll with a crew by the name of, FnF! 1st and 15th. So I guess I gotta do my lil', little thing right? Right about---now!

[Verse: Lupe Fiasco]
Catch me I'm ballin', catch me I'm ballin', catch me like Spalding, catch me like Rawlings
If he indeed the mc, vitamin (invite him in) like GNC
Can't see me like, B-I-G on CMT, did a little bit of time on BMG
But this right here homie this all me, can you "be down"? Nah nigga CMB
That's cold that aint nice G, so what though? Lil' homie remind me of Ice T, uh!
By the way we share the same birthday, the wordplay is work, but pimpin' is easy
So catch me I'm ballin', I'm sick too if aint catch me like coughing back when I said you should catch me like Rawlings it's cool
'Cause most cats that I bumb into can't catch me that often
Most times they just end up fallin', ball for a few then end up walkin'
Catch me in a ball where the Cinderella walks in, and I do it 'till it's no longer exclusive
Might go once, might go twice, but never three times like a auction to it
See I, walk into it, I do my thing, then tell the owner that it's cool to let y'all into it
Uh!

[Outro: Lupe Fiasco]
Yea! Lupe Fiasco! Uh, remember the name mane! Fnf up! Green Lantern, what up baby! Yea! That's right, god willing the album coming soon mane! Holla at me!

Heat Under The Babyseat

2010-07-29T22:12:00.001-07:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
(A Rhyming Ape)
(Kids With Guns playing in background)
(*brraat brrrat* *pow pow* *cocks gun* *boof*)
Hey-How you gonna get up man? I shot you, you dead. You can't get up when you dead. You gotta lay down. Man, you ain't-you ain't you ain't playin right, I aint I ain- you know I aint even understand, I can't even play with you no more. Your suppo- When you're dead you supposed to lay down man. Whatever.

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Lil Terry got a gun he got from a store,
He bought it with the money he got from his chores,
He robbed the candy shop, told her lay down on the floor,
Put the cookies in the bag, take the pennies out the drawer.
Lil Kahlil got a gun he got from the rebels,
to kill the infidels and American devils,
a bomb on his waist,
a mask on his face,
prays five times a day, and listens to heavy metal.
Lil Alex got a gun he took from his dad,
That he snuck into school in his black bookbag,
His black nail polish, black boots and black hat,
He gon' blow away the bully that just pushed his ass.
Lil Joker got a gun he bought on the street,
to go and kill the niggas that beat him up last week,
'Cause he don't let go of none of his past beefs,
Bullets flying out the windows, shells landing on the seats.
Lil Sara got a gun from her Uncle Sam,
She got armor piercing rounds, and her gun don't jam,
She got laser-guided rockets,
She killing to go to college,
She thought it was an insurgent, it was some old man,
Now, you can get guns on the internet (Internet)
AKs, Glock 9s, Interteks, (Intertek)
So if you see a shorty, don't disrespect, (Disrespect)
Watch Better Tomorrow and play Grand Theft Auto
Hear a bang!

I Don't Feel So Good

2010-07-29T22:11:00.004-07:00

[Intro: Damon Albarn]
Picture I'm the dreamer,
I'll take you deeper,
Down into the sleepy glow,
Time is a low,
Don't you know,
What are we going to do?
When you go down,
After all the sick, and selfless days, Don't you know it's getting harder,
To see the sun coming through,
I love you, but what are we going to do?

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Is it something in the air,
Do you feel it?
Is it close, is it far, is it here,
Do you feel it?
Are you happy, you sad, you scared,
Did you feel it?
Is it right, is it wrong, is it fair,
Do you feel it?
Is it real, is it fake, do you care,
Do you feel it?
When he stopped and he payed for head,
Did he feel it?,
With his wife, when he laid in the bed, Did she feel it?
When the police kicked in the door,
Did he feel it?
When he had to go to war,
Did he feel it?
When they hung, and they swung, from a tree,
Did they feel it?
When I know when they come for me,
Will I feel it?
When he blew all his money to ball,
Did he feel it?
When that bullet came through a wall,
Did she feel it?
When he stopped, and he dropped, and he died,
Did he feel it?
When his momma closed his eyes,
Did he feel it?
When she couldn't take the pain,
Did she feel it?
When the dope flows through her veins,
Do she feel it?
When she took of all her clothes,
Did she feel it?
When she slid down that pole,
Did she feel it?
Will it all be clear to see,
When I feel it?
When God forgives me,
Will I feel it?

[Chorus #1: Damon Albarn]
I asked my baby if she loved me, she said she don't know,
She said The Game's got her heart, The Streets have got her soul,
I asked my baby if she loved me, she said she don't know,
She said The Game's got her heart,
The Streets have got her soul, I said wow...

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
When his food come out the trash,
Does he feel it?
When he sleeps under the underpass,
Does he feel it?
When she's pregnant and smokin' weed,
Do she feel it?
When the jury just won't believe,
Do they feel it?
When a song come on in the club,
Do you feel it?
When a racist shows you love,
Do you feel it?
When he know he won't win the game,
Do he feel it?
When a preacher is driven insane,
Do he feel it?
Every time I write a rhyme,
Do I feel it?
When I'm running out of time,
Will I feel it?
When the liquor is poured on the ground,
Do they feel it?
If my music didn't make a sound,
Could you feel it?
(Could you feel it?..)

[Chorus #2: Damon Albarn & Lupe Fiasco]
I asked my baby if she loved me,
she said she don't know,
She says The Game's got her heart,
The Streets have got her soul,
I asked my baby if she loved me,
She said she said she don't know,
She said The Game's got her heart,
The Streets have got her soul,
I said wow...

[Outro: Lupe Fiasco]
I asked my baby if she loved me,
She said she don't know,
She said the Game's got her heart,
The Streets have got her soul.
Fin!

Happy Industries

2010-07-29T22:11:00.003-07:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Uh, uh, yeah! I like that right there, I like the way that feels, you know what I'm saying? It feel good! Hahaha, yeah! Lupe! on the MC (uh!), and on uh, this beat right here (heh), Of course we got The Gorillaz, (uh!), So, just watch me do my thing!

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Once upon a time not long ago
An idea yeah that's what I had
To take Demon Days
And a little Pro Tools
With my MCing ways and make em mash
Just having fun not chasing cash
Apologize now for it make ya mad
Had to call G Ball (Hello?) tell em warm up the mic
Put the padding on the wall, gonna make some magic (Alright)
Studio is nothing lavish
Matter of fact it's just an attic
Background noise from the fan
The hitting of the mic stand and the outside traffic
Still turns out fantastic
Turn my vocals up just a tad bit
Fresh from the 1st & 15th
Quarantine touching you, super cool, now that's sick

[Chorus: The Gorillaz]
Windmill, windmill for the land
Learn forever hand in hand
Take it all, let on your stride
It is sticking, falling down
Love forever, love is free
Let's turn forever, you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
So sit on back and enjoy the show
Then lean on forward and enjoy some more
And then, sit back again
And keep on enjoying like you was enjoying before
Whether you enjoy the beats or enjoy the flow
As long as you enjoying it, it bring joy to Joe
And Joe is me but woe is me
If you and yours ain't enjoying the show
So!, don't worry about the time it take
If you ain't got one better find a date
A beautiful inside or a dime to take
I proudly present to you A Rhyming Ape
My rhymes are straight
If you ain't got one better find a date
A beautiful inside or a dime to take
I proudly present to you A Rhyming Ape!

[Chorus: The Gorillaz]
Windmill, windmill for the land
Learn forever hand in hand
Take it all, let on your stride
It is sticking, falling down
Love forever, love is free
Let's turn forever, you and me
Windmill, windmill for the land
Is everybody in?

FNF Army Invades...

2010-07-29T22:11:00.001-07:00

[Interlude: Dennis Hopper, FNF Crew]
Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain,
there was a town where the people known as Happyfolk lived,
(Chi-Town)
their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world, obscured as it was by great clouds.
Here they played out their peaceful lives, innocent of the litany of excess and violence that was growing in the world below.
To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough.
Then one day Strangefolk arrived in the town.
(FNF Army)
They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them: they only saw shadows.
You see, without the Truth of the Eyes, the Happyfolk were blind.
(Alright Alright Alright...)
(Lupe!)

Lupe The Gorilla

2010-07-29T22:10:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
(Angel Knights)
Nah, so, so just listen
Alright so, so what you do is right
you take Lupe Fiasco, right?
you, y- okay? you take Lupe Fiasco
you know and and you take The Gorrilaz right?
You take the Fiasco - on Lupe Fiasco - you take the Fiasco off right?
And then you takethe Z off, off The Gorrilaz
You take, you take that off and you drop that
And then, like you put it together you know, put it together
You got.. Lupe The Gorrila
You know what I'm saying
You got me doing my thing, you know what I'm saying?
With the rapping and stuff I know how to do
And then you got, you got The Gorrilaz
Doing their thing over here with the beats, you know what I'm saying?
you know, I- you know I rhyme over that
Do that, do that, you know, Lupe The Gorrila
I - I thought it was dope
I was thinking it was dope
(Now Entering)
Ya know what I'm saying?
And then I was thinking like,
You could call it..
You know...

A Rhymin' Ape!

Lupe Fiasco - Building Minds Faster

2010-07-27T06:45:00.000-07:00

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
I think I'm Malcom X, Martin Luther
Add a King, add a Junior
Some bible verses, couple Sunnahs
An AK-47 that's a revolution!! (ni**a)
Think I'm Tupac, Bob Marley
Fela Kuti, Marcus Garvey
Them the real ones, light a lighter for em
Let you know, that I'm ridin' for em

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Gon' gimme some, a lil more beat
Call yo friends around, then call the police!
I'm ridin' wit my flow, it take up four seats
So I'm gon ghost ride, but with no sheets
One man by myself, even then I'm 4 deep
Like hotel swimming pools, that's 4 feet
These ni**as like the rooms, so sweet (suite)
Priceline! so cheaaap
I'm the cell phone, they some room keys
I'm some shell toes, they the shoe strings
I turn em off, I take em out
I'm Reverend Run, with the laces out
my Adidas, so adios
All day I dream, like I'm comatose
That your ship's sinking, and im so afloat
I'm T-Pain, I'm on a boat!
Not the slave one, DiCaprio's either
Hear the waves come, they started in the bleachers
So I'm swag surfin', the pool's getting deeper
You still sweet though, there come them room keepers
Ok I'll be the strings, you be the shoes
But guess what [what?], now they Jimmy Choo's
I wear the pants, you in the pools (Winnie Pooh's)
Yo shit meows, my shit AWOOOOOOOOOHH's
I got a fifth flow, call me brother man
Africa the set, yeah that's the motherland
For that BP, I shed 50 tears
In Nigeria that oil been spillin' for like 50 years!
Fifty years! Hell naww, hell yeahh, tryna tell y'all
At this rate, ni**as gon' lose!
Can't search for water, or grow your own food!
Tell me what's gon' happen, when them stores close
And ain't gon' open up, no mo'
That's the realest shit
Yeah, you gon' feel dat, hunger's your enemy
But you can't kill dat!
Ni**a wake up, don't join the army
Kill your own peoples, but fear Illuminati's
and they ain't even real, or are they?
But you ain't even know, because you partake
too fucking much, if you start to doubt
they already in yo mind, and comin' out yo mouth
It's not a trick, ni**a, ni**a it's a trap
Survival of the fit, is what they aiming at
And ni**as ain't fit [nope], fat as hell! [yup]
Fat in mind [yup], body fat aswell
Who use most the drugs? Americans!
What's in Afghanistan? Heroin!
You think that's by mistake? They can't stop dat?
Don't think you safe though, because you not black
Greed is colourblind, so I'm colourblind
They gon' fuck with yours soon as they done with mine
They say I try too hard, verses overwhelm
I learned most of this, from ni**as sittin' in jail
Where you think im from? I'm from the streets ni**a!
Triple OG's told me to teach ni**a!
And that ain't made up, nope, that's a fact. [Yup]
They say that gangsta shit, is the shit I rap
Look who I attract, look at my inner circle
Bunch of street ni**as, and a couple Urkles
Look at my fanbase! Oh yes!
Fuck what Pro say! Look at this protest!
Where they do that at? Who they do that for?
Must mean I'm doin' bad, that things is movin' slow [Noo]
We talkin' revolution on public radio!
Then catch me down in Houston, sittin' on them 84's
Trae wassup, ABN, gotcha back ni**a, sink or swim
Free Chilly Chill, shake off your masters
Pray to God; Build Your Mind Faster

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
I think I'm Malcom X, Martin Luther
Add a King, add a Junior
Couple bible verses, and some Sunnahs
An AK-47 that's a revolution!!
Think I'm Tupac, Bob Marley
Fela Kuti, Marcus Garvey
Them the real ones, light a lighter for em
If you ain't know, I'm ridin' for em

FNF UP!!!

[Yeah we just fade] track fades out....

LASER!

Dope Boy

2010-07-26T22:01:00.000-07:00

[Verse: Lupe Fiasco]
Uh, yeah,
Another day as I step out the door,
Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford,
For, this, I thank the lord,
Wish, that he'll bless me for a few more
Quick, cause working in a drought is a bitch,
Switch, a female dog with no raw(r),
Rich, is what I wanna get like gifts
But you need to blow to get ya birthday wish,
Trip, and then you never snitch,
You never tell a soul, not even a fish
Cause fish might fold, and run and tell the shrimp, ya dig?
And shrimp might run and tell the pigs
That you selling rides on the white horse right outside your crib,
Bring the batter ram where you live,
God, I really need a job, until I get it big, I be giving work to the kids
(Dope Boy, streets is calling you) x3

Rap City Freestyle

2010-07-25T22:14:00.000-07:00

[Verse: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah (Yeah), What up Pharrell? I say, uh,
It's the Revenge of the Nerd,
Got a way with words like I got away with murder
Like I caught the state's star witness trying to perjure
Sent the purse to the judge and bribed off the jurors
Bride of Frankenstein in the ride 'fore we ride any further
West side yes I roll here/hair like a curler
And I hold hair like an hurler
The curse of the mummy or the money of the merger of the worlds of the worker and the surfer,
Return to my girl, uh,
Lunch dinner desert/dessert her
Like an Armed Forces server that served in Desert Storm that couldn't perform any further
A breath of fresh air like Certs slightly off my walls made of Serta
Hero to the star-crossed lovers in search of...
Yeah, and that's what a verse does
I represent the first drop in the vert reverse cuuzzz..
(Okay Rap City Lupe Fiasco)

Welcome Back Chilly

2010-07-25T21:12:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Welcome Back Kotter Excerpt]
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back!

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Before we get started in this, you know this thing right here
I gotta say, welcome home to my main man (Chilly Mac!)
Before we get started in here,
I'd like to tell the world that my partner is here
Been on 23 & 1 for like 14 months,
Yes the boss of 1st & 15th is home chumps
Thanks to God for removing the obstacle
Thanks to Craig for making it possible
Million dollar bond is what held us down,
Now who in the hell is gonna help them now?
You see c-k cause that check you cut
You got a couple of fools on ya set what up
See his mind is sharp, and mine is art
Refined and smart and it's time to start
While you was behind these bars I was behind these bars
Rewind to when those police took our cars
But they don't know there was more where that came from
Me and Chilly Mac back to back and son

[Chorus: FNF Crew]
See the game ain't the same since ya left out
See the snakes and the lames? Yeah they crept out
Ooh you know we need ya, ooh I'm where they freed ya
Here is where we need ya, hey it's nice to see ya!
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back Chilly Mac (x4)

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
We ain't even gonna dwell in the past tense
I gotta say one love to that boy Sean Carter for holding a young nigga down, while you was absent
Makes sure that my foot was good, and my head was pimped,
And when the niggas jumped ship, a hair was lit
To try to turn the tide, help withstand the time it was hectic, strictly on the strength
That's why we got moves to make, new records to record new rules to break
We back standing on two, the crew is straight, the new and improved F-N-F ya snakes
How they gonna stop us the police still watch us but it's cool cause ya home dawg,
No more visits on Friday, no more commissary no more collect phone calls

[Chorus: FNF Crew]
(Woo running the bill up nigga)
See the game ain't the same since ya left out
(It was like eight hundred dollars nigga!)
See the snakes and the lames? Yeah they crept out
(Now all we gotta do is free city..Free City!)
Ooh you know we need ya, ooh I'm where they freed ya
Here is where we need ya, hey it's nice to see ya!
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back Chilly Mac
(Repeat in background)
(Shoutouts)

Comin From Where I'm From

2010-07-25T20:46:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Super Fly Excerpt]
Ya know, you've got this fantasy in your head about gettin outta the life and setting that other world on its ear...What the fuck are you gunna do except hustle? Now man I ain't puttin you down...I'm just trying to make it real baby like it is...

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Lupe Fiasco (came from the ghetto)
You know, Food & Liquor (it's the ghetto right here man)
Nah I don't know man it touched me so much you know I had to do it..
Ay it's real here
Dope fiends steal here
Turn around give us the money to buy wheels here
Give you the chills yeah
Developers don't build here, the property values low cause we're still here
Better believe most of us want to leave
Furthest we went was out of our minds but we still here
Weapons concealed here
Lil sisters on the pill here
Cant pay our bills here but we like to chill here
Gotta reap what you sow, grow what you till here
Yo momma weep for your soul cause you was killed there
Police put cameras on poles too many deals there
Gotta go to the county cause you was filmed there
How does it feel knowing innocence was killed here?
Last night at the park beating heart was stilled there
For the love of this chain I make appeals here
Lets pray for our brains bust-downs kneel here

[Chorus #1: Anthony Hamilton, Lupe Fiasco]
I try to make it right
Comin from where I'm from, I'm from
Times has gotten hard
Comin from where I'm from, I'm from
Times you gotta walk to work yall
Comin from where I'm from, I'm from
Sometimes you gotta do a little dirt
Comin from where I'm from, I'm from

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
There was once a child in here
cause all the tribulations and the trails in here
And all the limitations of his housing, there
Became a teenage trafficker a thousandaire
Captivated by what the drug dealers told
Infatuated with what the drug dealers drove
A life validated by what a drug dealer holds
On the stand cause what another drug dealer told
A drug dealer woes, time waits for no man
No woman waits for a man with time on his hands (they don't)
Didn't you know lord they fearing ye now, they hearin' ye now
Especially when the conspiracies come down
We come down get humble Its no longer fun now
But who's gonna hustle to feed his son now?
From the cradle to the cage
We bring our sons up to get gunned down
Our daughters to have more its more (it's war)

[Chorus #2: Anthony Hamilton]
Sometimes it gets lonely
Comin from where I'm from, I'm from
Things aint what they seem to be
Comin from where I'm from, I'm from
Sometimes you get a little angry
Comin from where I'm from, I'm from
Somethings get the best of me
Comin from where I'm from, I'm from

[Bridge: Anthony Hamilton]
Well, tried to be good (I tried)
Wanted nothing but to love somebody
Didn't wanna die young
Steady hustling trying to feed my family
Too scared to have kids
And do like daddy did
Cause I'm so scared of failing
Sometimes it gets hard
Comin from where I'm from

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
But it's beautiful here
It's nothing like the feeling when you do it from here (your heart)
You aint have to move a pack, you aint have to shoot a gat
And you still took your momma and you moved her from here
You aint dropped out when you figured the world out
Can survive bout' anywhere learned how to do it in here (your mind)
Yeah, that's how we do it in here
Hearing shorties at players like music to the ears
We still get by you know?
Comin from where I'm, I'm from

(Chorus #3: Anthony Hamilton]
Sometimes you gotta moan
(Comin from where I'm from, I'm from)
Sometimes you gotta cry a little bit louder
(Comin from where I'm from, I'm from)
Sometimes you gotta fight the pain
(Comin from where I'm from, I'm from)
Sometimes you gotta walk alone
(Comin from where I'm from, I'm from)
Sometimes you get a little worried
(Comin from where I'm from, I'm from)
Sometimes you get lost outta touch
(Comin from where I'm from, I'm from)
Sometimes I think I pray a little bit too much
(Comin from where I'm from, I'm from)
Sometimes I get a little scared
Comin from where I'm from, I'm from
(Repeat x2)

Slow Down

2010-07-25T19:51:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Usher, William DeVaughn)
What we gon' do now?
(Try some if you like it)
Lets slow it down on the flow...
(Track scratches)
Gangsta whitewalls
TV antennas in the back...

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(1st and 15th... L-U-P-E)
We had no (diamond in the back)
There was no (sunroof top)
But we was (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
(Diamond in the back)
We had no (sunroof top)
But we was (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
It aint no (diamond in the back)
It aint no (sunroof top)
But we be (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
(Diamond in the back)
There was no (sunroof top)
But we was (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
(Lupeee!)

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
I know it's preliminary but I see me and my visionaries on the military taking it over
Even if it's temporary we can lift and carry the Windy right up on our shoulders
Oh yes the coppers they watch us, they tap us, they trace us, they lock us, but we're free so what's that supposed to mean?
Bingo no higher than tires, that Bentley on 20's is spiffy bet it's done by 310 altering
I wanna get one just like it and customize it and ride it, see T used to take me to where I needed to go (You know)
Bet it's gone kill 'em to see me wheelin' that villain through the C-H-I-C-A-G-O
And I'm a pimp her right past the United Center, western California can't see when I'm travelin' (West side)
This for niggas, my homies, my partners, my players that's posted up on Madison

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(Diamond in the back)
Who had no (sunroof top)
But they were (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
(Diamond in the back)
They got no (sunroof top)
But they be (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
They got no (diamond in the back)
Or no (sunroof top)
But they are (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
(Diamond in the back)
Aint no (sunroof top)
But we be (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
(Lupeee!)

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
One time, two times for the niggas that's locked up on 26 & California currently up under incarceration
I try to tell 'em be cool, don't be no fool, think of your good behavior, don't get in no altercations (no)
That way we can chill, and get lil', in that brand new set of wheels soon as you post-bond
And that's from Muller's two for each of us that's like a watch a wrist so we can tell time on both arms
Thank God for this gift of gab that I have, we went from boxes and bags up to Dominics
Pockets full of brown dollar bills, I got skills, but some Jordans would sure build up my confidence
So I can strut, stop, pivot, lean, side to side
And gracefully transmit it from hood to hood, block to block, ride to ride

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(Diamond in the back)
We had no (sunroof top)
But we be (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
We had no (diamond in the back)
There is no (sunroof top)
But we be (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
Even without no (diamond in the back)
Or no (sunroof top)
We be (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
If you aint got no (diamond in the back)
Or no (sunroof top)
You can be (diggin' the scene with a gangster lean)
(Lupeee!)
Gangsta! West side!

Ooh

2010-07-25T18:40:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
F-I-A-S-C-O make ya say ooooh...

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Ya hopefully hand over the Land Rover keys slow-ely and run like hosiery
I move eggs like ovaries, closed lactose and sudairy
Who y'all suppose to be?
None of them close to me, my poetry poison til' they posing me and little kids poking me, openly,
Fuck police I slip through they fingers like rosaries off the hook with the .38 rotaries
Get it locally, move anti-socially,
Twice the rapper - get it from both of me, jokingly,
So constant & nonchalant from BIC's to Mont Blanc's,
Who's conscience is not the one to confront
Worth my weight you impersonate niggas like Miller Light spit it right in your life,
Terminate, I'm the worst case scenario,
Bump heads for coins like Mario
Pop more rounds than Merry-Go's
From birth date to burial
In South Beach, bitches going south with they mouth piece without speech
Oh now he's official from the start, they miss you, holding vigils in the dark
Go head try and stop it, couldn't block son/sun with Hawaiian Tropic
What's in your pockets? My profits
Foxes pick me up like chop sticks, this hotness, they wanna put me boxes like chocolates...that's nonsense
Nothin' sweet about this but the hotel room, Presidential like the wrist
I know, I'm sorry I never meant to end shit
Never rental get mine freeway like Van Wyck
Peace to Francis and all my mans-s, take trips to France-s where all my mans is
With fifths in hands-s rewind and chant this, nigga!

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah, you know, Madison Ave., my street where I grew up check it out, I'm a hustla, Yeah, I confess it out, I'm a rapper...No other rapper can contest it, that's for certain, that's fo' sure (You know what I'm saying?) I'm gonna step the game up..

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
I got a bezel from embezzling, Good Heavens!
And they said I lost it in 97'
About to start using Mexicans not cause they better than just cause I get "Si Senor", not "I need more"
With chicks from Singapore from bunk beds with Tonio's
The twelve room colonials it's still testimonial
So I keep it secret, in the kitchen in the cabinet in a jar where the grease is
L-U-P speaks it til' its pieces, peanut butter like
Always being a quiet cat not the meanest motherfucker type
If you find a gram+ I'd be buffin' brass Knucks
Best listen to your dawgs or get Son of Sam'd up, what!
Ahead of my time, failed history passed chemistry, quiet nines and quinine
My energy always be weaponry to unload, while there's people to holdup, reputations to uphold
I'm Gung Ho with them white lines, not the kind that divide traffic
But the kind that remind addicts, automatics to yo attic
Tec'd out Porsches and the decked out Boxers
The Fed's is nice with the cameras, challengers get beat black and lavender
Women put my name across the chest like janitors
Fans of the, hustler under the stairs his fiends on the banisters WHAT!

The Run Down

2010-07-25T17:33:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Tifa from WGCI Radio]
(Glass Breaks)
Just give them a little run down man, I mean it's a lot it's a lot people who hear a lot of stuff in the streets about you, just give them a little run down...

[Verse: Lupe Fiasco]
FNF Up
Yeah...I'm a rare form man..(haha, westside) Yeah, Madison born man
Yeah...Uh huh Gemini Up
Yeah...Uh huh Shayla G Up
Yeah...Uh huh Pro Up
Yeah...Uh huh Chilly Mac
Wah, Career crooking
Yeah, watch me Wash,
Come here Brooklyn,
Follow me Houston,
See what I'm about, really South Philly Bankhead keep looking
You feel me I'm a product of pushing that was red off whooping pull switches off trees
Pull off the leaves like she loves me...not...it's hot, I couldn't Tai Shu/tie shoe
Move slow like Tai-Chi,
Down the block, come kick it with me like Kung Fu,
Where I hung like noose they call me Young Bruce
I cop Jordans pull chickens with these, please was not I to work at Popeye
Though I came with a biscuit - just tryin' to make a meal/mill
I brang in the business, flow like chuch pulpited with ease, pivot, and pull from the lines like three's
To gain a better understanding, I'm just trying to make it real/reel
Like a fisherman, Pon De River fam I Pon My Bank, deposit my thoughts
Till my mind draws a blank and I withdraw from checking
I'll leave that with yall for a second...
Give you a minute to let it sink..
Then I rise, baptize, for them dead presidents I'll tie bombs to your brakes
And burn money faster than you learn you aint even conserve money, gave you a second now I return hungry
Period young blood, I return monthly
To Bogart like Humphrey, stern, gully, seldom, stumble
Welcome to the jungle like Fern Gully
Uh man, it's gorillas here takes a village to raise a villan here
Uh yeah, and you might have to raise his bail,
Trying to free the whole cartel
I need to raise a million here a million here a million here...

Hater Hop

2010-07-25T17:15:00.000-07:00

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(FNF, FNF, FNF, FNF)
See I live it, Charlie
And then I write it, pimping
Then I record it, dirty
Then it's a song!
But then they hate on me
Cuz they can't take, homie
That I might break, homie
From my home..

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Which is the west side
F I wicked as the witches from the westside in the wizard
You see I live it, scribble it
Deliver it, then I distribute it
To my niggas, But yet I
For the life of me
Can't understand the rivalry
Said about my number one fan, my man
He used to ride with me
But now he spitefully uses fighting words to frighten me
Slightly perturbed I war at his words rightfully
I should be lightning like in his ass
But I pass and lightly brush off the ash
From the square of that square
You see I really don't care
But it's a whole lot of insulted niggas over here
Bear, in mind some of them mind, all of them won't
Some of them rhyme, all of them don't
Most of them grind, all of them inclined
To see you signed and combined
To be on your ass so serious

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
You see I live it, Charlie
And then I write it, pimping
Then I record it, dirty
Then it's a song!
But then they hate on me
Cuz they can't take, homie
That I might break, homie
From my home

WGCI Freestyle

2010-07-25T16:09:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Tifa from WGCI Radio, Lupe Fiasco]
(Track rewinds)
Alright I'm going go ahead and throw this beat on (g'ahead, g'ahead, g'ahead)
(Rocking the mic with Tifa (x2), holding it down for real, the b-side G-C-I)

[Verse: Lupe Fiasco]
YEAH!, Ahah!, So, get my swag up in here you know, FNF up in here, 1st & 15th uh!,
You know, Lupe, Madison, So, ya know we gonna do this about to start - you got some right too you gonna come behind me T? (ayy you know)
Start it like..Yeah,
You know it's heart liquor/ hard nigga
Rocksteady from the start sister
Since I stepped on set like Gozilla
Since I stepped on the scene,
It's been nothing but him hustling no schooling - instruction was me
Yeah, as I lean, back like limbos and 6-4's like Nintendo's
Clean, don't intervene chumps
Yall far from the hood like limousine trunks
Man, I'm up front with the pumps and I squeeze in the cars like a mini full of clowns or a coupe full of clumps
Many put it down but,
Lupe from the jump and producing that crunk
Fusion of music amusing the youth where I'm from,
I'm from where you shouldn't come
OG Ball see how law override like OG Call
Cop can't hold it down, they aint fatter than me
This aint no see-saw, eaasy (ha)
They can't see me like I'm 4 feet tall, standing behind a 4'3'' wall
Believe me, I'm the on the low
I do a little balling like bb
I get big like toadstools
Then I might jump into a coupe and it's back to being small!
I get little, the one who can't be seen like flea circus
Flees the scene like perpetrators
If you can't purchase you can still juke like work it and I will foot work like percolate (OKAY!)
Set trippin' with my usual Fox,
The west suburbs makes the best hustlers watch!

Muhammad Walks

2010-07-25T14:52:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Fahrenheit 9/11 Excerpt, Lupe Fiasco]
"This is the one we listen to the most. This is the one we travel, we kill the enemy. let the bodies hit the floor, is just fitting for the job that we're doing."
"A'udhu billahi minash-shaytaanir rajeem, bismillahi 'r-Rahmani 'r-Rahim"
(Literal translation: "I seek refuge from Satan, the outcast, in the name of Allah, the Beneficent, the Merciful.")
(Arabic prayer in background)
This one's for all my brothers and sister that died in Iraq, Israel, Afghanistan, right here in America..

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(Jesus Walks)
Abraham Talked
Muhammad Talked
And Moses split the sea
(Jesus Walk with me)
I ain't trying to profit of the prophets so this one's for free

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
G's up along with Muhammad and Jesus
In the Quran they call him Isa
Don't think Osama and Saddam are our leader
We pray for peace, but the drama intrigues us
All, so we fall for the illusions of the beast
So instead of trying to teach we show our teeth
Same God, different beliefs
Hijabs, Sunday clothes, yamulka, kufi, same mission beneath
We all trying to get to where the suffering ends
In front of the Most High being judged for our sins
Can front for the Most High, so the struggle
Continues
You, every bird, bird and tree, me, her and me
We virtually on the same boat
With the same goats, on the same sea
Trying to stay afloat, and put the devil in the yolk
With a couple of God's quotes I hope

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(Jesus Walks)
Abraham Talked
Muhammad Talked
And Moses split the sea
(Jesus Walk with me)
I ain't trying to profit of the prophets so this one's for free
(Arabic prayer playing in background)
Abraham Talked
Muhammad Talked
And Moses split the sea
(Jesus Walk with me)
I ain't trying to profit of the prophets so this one's for free

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
And to the sisters and the mothers of ours
Who cover theyselves cause they're lovers of God
The Creator of the worlds, Sculptor of the stars,
During Hajj we walk, through Ramadan we starve
Though you not eating, there's a feeding of the mind
A defeating of the demons, a seeing of the signs
A leaning on the lines from the surahs
Getting purer, God deemed it unclean
There's no eating of the swine
Nor drinking of the wine
We all been to his whim, so I send out rheems to my kind
I'm cordial to Mr. Norful, Mrs. Adams' you're the theme song when I'm battling
Creflo, playa whats happening
I can hear the truth in your rappings'
No, sex before you marry
No grudges you should carry, no lying
Not supposed to be gambling

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(Jesus Walks) Real talk
Abraham Talked
Muhammad Talked
And Moses split the sea
(Jesus Walk with me)
(I know it sounds familiar)
I ain't tryin to profit of the prophets so this one's for free
We all the same man
It's all a game man
The devil hate each and every one of us exactly the same
No matter what you walk with

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
You know,
And to my Akh's trying to stay on their Deen
It gets mean, especially when you stay on the scene
And at the same time tryin' to stay out of trouble
But don't forget the blessing is in the struggle
The Most Forgiving will forgive it if you stay repentant and hustle
You gotta stay on your salats, your zakats, your Quran
To my homies and miskeen (poor)
Astaghfirullah (Literal translation: "I seek forgiveness from Allah"),
Allah forgive us all
For we all are sinners
Bless us to be amongst the winners when it ends
But until then please strengthen the mission within our hearts
All praise is due to God (Amen)
Telling it how it was taught me
I aint trying to sell it can be brought for free
This is how it is
Now how it ought to be
Muhammad talk to me
Jesus walk with me
I hope

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(Jesus Walks)
Abraham Talked
Muhammad Talked
And Moses split the sea
(Jesus Walk with me)
I ain't trying to profit of the prophets so this one's for free.

Boss Playa

2010-07-25T04:44:00.000-07:00

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
FNF up all day, all day
Young Pro is in the cut always, always
If you represent your set, then you’re rollin through the jets
Take your fingers off the triggers; keep your hands off your tecs, check.
I’m really gnarly
Really harder than trying to wheelie Harleys
I will, he hardly life of the party.
Hotter than Saudis in furs in the Mojave
Don’t make me catch your body (Silenced shots, body drops).
FNF up all day, all day
Young Pro is on the cut always, always
If you represent your set, then you’re rollin through the jets
Take your fingers off the triggers; keep your hands off your tecs, check.
I’m really gnarly
Really harder than trying to wheelie Harleys
I will, he hardly life of the party.
Hotter than Saudis in furs in the Mojave
Don’t make me catch your body, First & Fifteenth probably
Playa, don’t trip when the clique’s in the party
You trick then it kick like Mr. Miagi
I bought an extra clip in event of a robbery
You flinched then it click like Clint, Dirty Harry
Don’t think that my money get spent on Ferraris
This game that was told is old as Atari’s
We sold into slavery, this system I pimps, I
Limps like a charlie-horse, bring the chorus.

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Aint it boss playa? Homie,
Don’t it be like that, when it be like that, when it’s G like that.
Aint it boss playa? Homie,
You can’t lead like that, when you bleed like that, you gon’ be right back.
Aint it boss playa what you think we freeze right up
When you breeze right up, don’t you bleed like us?
Aint it boss playa (What?)
Paper making on top, player hatin won’t stop, percolating on lop

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
If it’s getting too hot, better gon out the galley
I’m a top cat Holmes, got a phone in the alley
And I locks that down when I zone understand me
And I drop rap poems like domes on the caddy
When the top back gone better stop that like cops
When you clock that brome goin over the speed limit
You spot that sucker’s been thrown like bones
And you comb him for baggies and you see its weed in it, See
Rumor man G had a home in the valley
And I just left New York and I’m gon back to Cali.
Where I chop that, yup got a four million salary
And I’m back in the cut, still hungry as Shaggy
Like I need that, so free that, defeat that, see that, keep it ‘Go but steady
Don’t do nothing sudden push the button hustlin to keep my leverage, uh!
You can’t destroy me, know who dem boys be, I aint no employee. I’m a Boss Playa.

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Aint it boss playa? Homie,
Don’t it be like that, when it be like that, when it’s G like that.
Aint it boss playa? Homie,
You can’t lead like that, when you bleed like that, you gon’ be right back.
Aint it boss playa what you think we freeze right up
When you breeze right up, don’t you bleed like us?
Aint it boss playa (What?)
Paper making on top, player hatin won’t stop, percolating on lop

[Verse #3: Gemini (Gemstones)]
I’m pimping with playas that be pimpin I’m pimpin this broad
But how could one man be so pimpin Shit pimpin is hard
Cause goofies kill for that nookie even clap at they dogs
Giving they heart to these chickens I’m a strap in they bras
Giving they cars to these chickens even platinum cards
All in the mall with these chickens putting carats on arms
I have em posing in pictures with my shaft in they jaws
Laughing cause dro in my system plus I’m having a ball
Coulda been somewhere but open liquor driving the Porsche
Aint too many risk just froze as this and robbery report
Property’s bought believe I seen that watch in The Source
Hot but it’s false, Monopoly’s my hobby, and yours?
Probably sports, it’s obvious you saw me, get lost
Give me some privacy; see how many rocks in that cross
You think of robbing me but you don’t want no problems young boy
You want to rival me, make a choice the option is yours

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Aint it boss playa? Homie,
Don’t it be like that, when it be like that, when it’s G like that.
Aint it boss playa? Homie,
You can’t lead like that, when you bleed like that, you gon’ be right back.
Aint it boss playa what you think we freeze right up
When you breeze right up, don’t you bleed like us?
Aint it boss playa (What?)
Paper making on top, player hatin won’t stop, percolating on lop

[Verse #4: Bishop G]
Man the game aint the same since the cane done stopped
DEA’s slowed up the game around Brainerd Park
Bout the same time Greg got shot in the head
Nigga Pat got his momma’s house took by the feds
But of course what you expect when you pitching where you rest
Holding rocks beneath your tounge, wearin’ slippers on your steps
But for what? A couple pennies, not enough to buy a sammie/semi
So the corners of the deans racing niggas yelling “Gimmie!”
That reminds me little Kenny got shot three months ago
Fresh out the hospital, shot three weeks ago
Come to find out only difference from the first
Was the niggas that just got him aint no different from the first
And I wonder what had happened to his crazy brother Spider
Used to be my little roadie back in 1995
So last I heard he’s doing robbing
Shot some nigga in the gardens
He sat in the body cast behind the glass and to the sergeant.

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Aint it boss playa? Homie,
Don’t it be like that, when it be like that, when it’s G like that.
Aint it boss playa? Homie,
You can’t lead like that, when you bleed like that, you gon’ be right back.
Aint it boss playa what you think we freeze right up
When you breeze right up, don’t you bleed like us?
Aint it boss playa (What?)
Paper making on top, player hatin won’t stop, percolating on lop
Aint it boss playa?!

Failure

2010-07-25T03:59:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah! WOOOoooo…What up Chi-Town? Woooo. New York City? Philly? Atlanta? Virginia? They said it was coming back around man, back to the lyrics man…Coming back to people like me.

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
It's meaaaan, soldiers
Now let me put the streets down like steamrollers
With the CATS that push
40 oz. through the hood, like King Cobras
See we sling soda
Cause the extra four in the split is mixed
It's really 36
Used to buy toasters and clips
You can tighten your circle or boa constrict
While you was lighting your purple, I was over the scripts
See, I couldn't walk the walk, couldn't really talk the talk
Had to get my talk to properly explain my walk
Cause this lack in talk had my walk looking off
Now I'm over the limp
Watch how they mugs drop when they see my Verbal's able (That's the Usual)
When I was po' I was low
Now me and my Chaps cop Purple Label
It's Ralph Lauren on the rap laureate
Niggas brown nose, they are like Alf to him
Runners at Interscope are not as Stoute as him
Please don't Interscope/enter scope
It's gonna be a whole lot of IV’ing/Iovine and respirating
If I lean out this window with Irene
Nigga’s as tall as Yao Ming
With L-U-P-Emperor
It’s the foundation's high beams and the antennas
It's so serious every time I write my John Hancock like
Could damn near see Detroit (I see you)
Niggas is scared of heights
This is saran wrap and aluminum foil
Some potpourri, a little machine oil
I, stack my paper and throw off my 6
This is top floor, better look out before
Pennies from heaven is the same as the semi from the second
And I reign supreme
Turn your umbrellas upside down
Did you even catch the change in theme?

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(This is gangsta man)Lupe to the F to the I to the A to the S to the C to the O
from the west side of the C to the H to to the I - C - A to the G to the O
This is gangsta man, this is gangsta man!

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
And them niggas ain't Was nor from his regime
Gangsta lean
Hats on tilt like ya Snickers aint drop out the vending machine
You gotta put more money in
And I shake niggas up every time I drop a bar
It's horse in the Porsche and bricks in the box
Like mo' money them every time I cop a car
You see I'm a roller, right
So it might be a Rover, right
But every time I drop a 'r'
Get off the streets it's “over” iight
Bet I be in the head like overnight
Like rollers, right
She the chauffeur, right
So I keep her sober
She don't get Fed Ex like overnight
I am Dolemite
All that gas can't help you but solar might
So just call on sun
Drop a 's'
Pick up an 'o'
You know (uno), put it all on "one"
Brace yourself like overbite
"For that quiet nigga that relocated down south
Coming back to floss"
Nigga get your molars right
Fix your grill
No plaque but a whole lot of cheese
This the drill
Mr. Chill
Gave me the green light like Yoda knife
So I'ma force my will
Like the Force I wield
Of course you will
Take my time
But weight behind only pertains
To that Porsche grill
It's snakes in the hood
Gotta watch for that cobra bite
Let me see
There's snakes in the hood
A bird, a horse behind the grill
Something gator on the seat
And a fox behind the wheel
No it’s not Noah’s Ark, Ahk
It’s just the flow I start this is

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
LUPE to the F to the I to the A to the S to the C to the O
from the west side of the C to the H to the I - C - A to the G to the O

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
For achiever
My procedure's
To proceed at all cost
With no breather
I'm all walk
Rain, snow, or fever
I'm all coughs coming after your teacher
I'm on the ball like FIFA
Viva
Lupe Duce
Long live the leader
I remember I ain't have sneakers
It was welfare
Coming up for air is like
Whales there, Filas
But now I'm well here
I'm Shamu with twelve pair
And niggas wanna take me back to zero like tear fare
Well, my scale’s clear
You see/Sea World
It's Braille here
I'm Bumpy Johnson I stick to the streets
Keep my dogs out in front of me
You see what I'm saying
And I push ki's wonderfully…
Man, man, man, man! This is gangsta man!

Champ is Here (Freestyle)

2010-07-25T03:24:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Muhammad Ali, Lupe Fiasco]
The champ is here, the champ is here, Chilly Mac! (1st & 15th, FNF), the champ is here, the champ is here

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Flow can't be seen
Like it took one in the face
I'm heavy nigga, tow can't be seen
Like I'm repossessing a Chevy nigga
Don't hang with those niggas those can’t be safe
Even in they panic rooms
I will soon be forest to the floor of this
Stethoscope to the door of it
Listening for the break
And I don't care how long getting the combination takes
I be concentrating on the crack, get it straight
I was so high up the food chain that which I mentioned before
I aint know how to make
I master shake like Aqua Teen Hunger Force
Already number 1 in the hood G
It's like my third deal off Could Be
Get it focused, one of the coldest you gonna run across
Like it was stolen from a under boss
Spent for stack and sold to another boy
He might never get it back
So whoever got it gettin' whacked if they ever get caught
Now that's what I call a reaction, to a chain snatchin
Game got 'bout as much compassion as The Passion
So it gotta make a comeback, just like a champion

[Break #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Lupe, Fiasco for yall niggas that don’t really understand or was presently unaware, westside Chi-Town Madison nigga

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
I run it back to that last piece of action
My necklace was took-en by detective
I don't stress it I just gather up my essence
As real as the view through my Cartier correctives, yeah
But now back to the punching
Back to floor/flow like crunching
Got a 6 pack on the low now I'm sunk in
Look like I'm driving from the back seat
With a bird shotgun like I'm hunting
You see what happened
I made a call, and she got fly
I was pumping, hit her up
Then I sent my dog to go and pick her up
Camouflaged fitted cut to the left velours, how I did it up
And to the whole Westside, I tip it up
And over to the single baby momma wit no job that gotta WIC it up
To all my niggas in the CCDOC waiting on they quick collect to come
So they can live it up
And to my niggas that liquor they livers up and distribute cut in the belly
Sit it up.

[Break #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah, lean up nigga, put your ear to the speaker so you can really hear clear and understand, so I don’t have to say this again..

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
In the abdomen is Madison from which I came
But this my gang
FNF crew, first and fifteen
Bear arms like Lebat Blue
Oh yes its bullets in the toasters as many as the clips that the gun hold
And they itchin’ to come up out the magazine like the posters that unfold
So my heat like Tigerbeat
I got the shotgun in the driver's seat
So if Lupe's a coupe, my man is a sedan
If there's more than 2 of us, then you up against a van
If I'm leavin, then you leavin
If your niggas wanna come, y'all can ride with me
It's just gonna be a lot of squeezin’
Ya understand?
That I don't need Caroline calculator to divide defeat/the feet
Just lean a little closer
The flows are his as roses is
So override your pride and decide retreat
It's suicide to me
Like a broke stock broker and a sidewalk
Y'all niggas ain't fly as me
That's why I defy physics and y'all niggas colliding, peace
I'm up here with the Leers
Y'all down down there with the airs
Emperors in the mirror, you're playing with a pair
Nigga I is we
Twice the MC like mc-squared
Trust, I make it relate
I got the poker face and I'm hiding a flush
Still riding the beat
With a air that still smells like roses from Andre 3000
My housing surroundings is what made me me
And that's two times the G
You see how I doubled that the third time, nigga please

The Pen & The Needlez

2010-07-25T03:07:00.000-07:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Grew up in Chicago, westside, gang lifestyle, drug scene, it’s like one big universe of just…insanity.

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh,
Before I start, like to make sure I'm smart,
Gather my composure, rather my swagger and my couture,
Pivot my fitted, then begin to rivet, with a change of lyric,
In other words, I reposition how I sit it,
Then make you feel it like I mispronounced “filet”,
On second thought, I can't make you fill it
Like you digging ya own grave, 'less you can Kill Bill it
The night of the living passed away,
Can you dig it? Why Emcee? Ay,
I do it for my village,
The pennin' is John Lennon, the beat is the Beatles,
Go together like Lennon and the people,
In some fresh linens and some John Lennon's fresh outta Seagle's,
The pen and the needles...

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(Mumbling next verse)

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
I'm back at 'cha, and I Pac/pack like cap backwards,
Like a hat's backwards, you know, when the back's backwards,
Yeah, like a bat catcher's,
The law got a long arm like a back scratcher,
But before I leave mine at home,
Like a bat catcher, I think about my zone,
Where the pimps make scratch off the track like a DJ
Eaasy, That's my zone rappers,
It's my deck
And if I catch you set trippin' with my cassette sittin' then it's on rappers,
It's not a threat,
Cuz it'll span ya where I roam rappers, where I hone my skills,
They wanna send me back home, the devil, is on my heels,
They writing this thing like in the sequences,
The police, I repeat
We go together like the Beauty and the Beast,
Writing is in my veins,
The ink is the diesel, the pen and the needles...

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
(Mumbling next verse)

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
The word is mightier than the sword,
And my swerve is tightier than yours,
Like year in St. Louis ya whole flow,
I fear I sank through it,
It all became clear,
Like a paramedic with an electric chest kit, yeah
The gravity of the vocabulary is a caliber equal to Excalibur,
Swung with the grace of Agassi in his amateurs, there, yeah
There was a deeper depth, don't know how I got here
I also had a hole in my flow,
It appears I sank to it,
My swing, it couldn't be seen
I apply some paint to it, the invisible man
Wrapped in bandages, in critical, CLEAR!
The scriptin' of Scorsese, the score is Count Basie
We go together like the original and the sequel,
This is the end of the trilogy, ya feelin' me?
The pen and the needles...

Lupe Fiasco - Tightrope (Wondamix) (Verse)

2010-07-25T03:04:00.000-07:00

[Verse]

Greetings , welcome to the meeting of the minds
that be thinking all the time, bout defeatin all the blind
followin , swallowin , drinking of the time
honored traditions, of keepin in a line
I prefer to figurate (Figure 8) in mandelbrot
rock all night till the candels on my mantle stop
and it's paid programming on , every single channel watched
televised revoulutionaries on the chapel tops
shouting down at Babylonian accounting
Medieval mathematics keep us average in amounting
but i surpass that , I dropped out of they math class
I am . cause I thought , now my tightrope's like a sidewalk (bloaw!)

Twilight Zone

2010-07-25T02:47:00.000-07:00

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, 1-5, who's more crooked than one time?
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, say 1-5, who's more crooked than one time?
Huh yeah yeah check it, is my mic on as I twilight zone, zone, twilight zone...
My mind state rewinds wakes and fast forwards bullets making a b-line for my face
Then they stop like Neo, laugh at me, throw some cash at me, then fly past me
But one ricochets off the wall to come back and ask me
Am I scared of him, or the n***a that blast me?
Maybe just the hammer that goes to be a hole in an innocent bystander
My eye's a camera, my ear's a microphone
And my mind is Pro Tools, my head is a stool
What's recorded in my dome gets reported when I zone
My mouth is a speaker, I'm anchoring the misery
There's no friends, the enemy of the enemy is my enemy
Beakers and test tubes full of memories
In my laboratory, I create stories
Doze off, and wake up, surrounded by forties
With glocks tucked in their labels
And the caps is baseball hats, playing poker at a table
Cigarettes massage they shoulders and belly tops, showing off they navels
The dime sack side bets (me),
A tec is running for president
Jesus pieces walk around with, niggas hanging from they necks
Monopoly's playing chess
I just picked up an obituary, of a bullet proof vest
Put the headphones on my mouth, speak into my ears
Microphone check, check, check, check, check, check
A pair of Air Forces told me rims been extinct for years
Been ethnic cleansed by jerseys trying to take over the set
And television's on death row for killing BET and MTV over a dice game
And paralyzing CNN by knifing him in the neck
I hear Clear Channel's been fighting him in the rec
He's in for giving grape Kool-Aid laced with strychnine to mixtapes and armed robbing cassettes
Dope told me weed was a crack fiend, crack told me that dope was a base head
Hi-hats told the police he was just a soldier, he did what the bass said
The snare and the kick didn't make it out alive
The sample made it out with some money, but he died in the ride
The 808 got caught with some work
He ain't never coming home, so the MPC and the MP3's is fighting over his turf
Chandon just gave birth, but she thinking about leaving it on the doorstep of a church
Crystal can't have kids, she plotting a kidnapping that she orchestrated with a purse
But Gucci told Fendi, Fendi turned around and told Henny
And Henny is Moet's baby's father
But she tried it anyway, disguised as a nurse
In the newspapers, it says, hip hop called rock 'n roll racist
Six raped the five, and the Maybach taped it
A hundred dollar bill just signed a record deal
But he blew all his money on a bracelet
And giving the gold dollar a facelift
A button-up just drove by in a 6-4 Impala
And all the Rolexes is hating, you see the smirks on they faces
The Hav-A-Tampas is defending the Dutches, they keep catching cases
But the judge is a Swisher, he just gives him I-bonds and community service with the papers
So the Newports get mad at the Zig-Zags, then out come the razors
See the Kools is killers on the creep
Rush up on a Philly, leave his guts spilling on the street
Some gold grills burned down the building of some teeth
Some sharpened toothbrushes is holding a trampoline, caught some children from the leap
I just seen Rocawear rock Sean John to sleep,
With the same heat that Baby Phat carried
Sprint was pimping Nextel, she just gave head to a BlackBerry
I heard she goes two ways
But he was skeeting in her face as it was beeping on my waist
This is the mind of Lupe
Just make sure my mic's on when I twilight zone, zone, zone, zone, zone, zone, zone

Lupe Fiasco: Past My Shades (Verse)

2010-04-22T09:48:00.001-07:00

[Verse]

Uh, who else but Lu else?

You know I got two belts: The black and the white one

I begin and I master

I see in my eye-glasses

But they sayin' what I'm seein' through is false like Ross

I can hear 'em through the wall like walk

This way they try to dissuade my thoughts

I'm a slave to myself, don't disobey my boss

It's all in disarray, this parade I walk

They get amazed when they catch a chain I toss

Amidst disarray, a different ways, I talk

And it hangs from your brain if my chain, you caught

Like I cough without covering my mouth

I tip the scales like the King of the South

Forgot that I was phat, I lost my way

But now I'm back, looking for the shade I sought

And not wonders, Scott Summers

So don't make me take off my stunners

And Bobby Ray, you got my numbas

And dem deer can't see us like hunters

Lupe Fiasco - Beautiful Lasers/Two Ways [Live Version]

2010-02-28T18:47:00.000-08:00

[Chorus]
There’s only two ways..out…of here,
ones through the door, the other's through…Me

[Lupe Fiasco]
Sometimes livin' in a word like this,
it's pretty hard not to go insane,
not pretty if you don’t comply,
pretty easy if you don’t complain,
stand there like you don’t feel pain,
no tears in the face of defeat,
pretend to the end that you don’t feel change,
don’t admit it that your faith is weak,
don’t say that you feel like dying,
life’s hard that it feels like diamonds,
go home, shit's far too gone,
much too late to even feel like trying,
can't understand what I’m saying,
can't figure out what I’m implying,
if you feel you don’t want to be alive,
you feel just how I am...

I’m on the dark side,
and you can't come find me,
how? when its light all around you,
yeah but it's dark on the inside,
no win when it's me against me,
one of us ain't gonna survive,
my heart been broke for a while,
yours has been the one keeping me alive

[Chorus]

This world's such a fucked up place,
my mind's in such a fucked up state
Everything down here sucks,
maybe what's up there is great,
We all gotta go one day,
I just wanna cut to the chase,

I wanna stop these nightmares
I just wanna touch your face

I wanna stop these nightmares
I just wanna touch your face...

[Chorus]

props to DP16 for writing down a big part of the lyrics!

Lupe Fiasco: Resurrection (feat. Kenna)

2010-01-20T13:46:00.000-08:00

[Kenna]
Like a phoenix, from its ashes, we will rise
Follow angels, into heavens, we will rise
Nothing's gonna take you down, we are everlasting now
We are everlasting now (now)

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Now I've been shaking, but I'm not broken, I won't be breaking, anytime
I have fallen but I'm not ruined, I keep on movin' into my, resurrection (my resurrection)

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Urgency emergencies among us
Life is in a crisis, tragedies upon us
And we won't leave you stranded, rapidly we cometh
To take you out the darkness, show you where the sun is
Cries from the rubble are the voices this is sung with
And those that have stopped singing, we can still hear you under it
Right up out your worrying, right into the wondrous,
Right up off the ground, right to where the thunder is
And it's where your sisters and your mothers and your brothers is,
Aunties and your friends and your fathers and your husbands is,
Watchin' with the rest of the world in astonishment
Live from up above, us via news coverages
Seeing even more than the misery that happens is the love,
the strength, the history, the passion,
The courage of an impoverished, people that the world once abandoned,
shining, infinite, everlastin'...

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]

Now I've been shaken, but I'm not broken I won't be breaking, anytime
I have fallen but I'm not ruined, I keep on movin' into my, resurrection (my resurrection)

[Lupe Fiasco]
And we pray, we pray every prayer we know...

[Kenna]
We will rise up, we will rise up, we will rise up...

EOTS Review Part 2

2010-01-16T07:28:00.000-08:00

I know you’ve waited and waited. However, while Lupe climbed a mountain I finished finals, celebrated the holidays, and got ready for graduation. Besides, MOST of the mix tape review was in Part 1. So where did we leave off? Ahhh that’s right……

”Yoga Flame.” Naturally, we’d discuss “Angels” next. However there is an excellent review of it here. I believe that young gentleman did the song absolute justice.

So after “Yoga Flame” the mix tape definitely took a turn. Lupe’s more laid back, down-to-earth tempo kicks in. I remember putting my headphones on after midnight when the tape dropped and BUGGING OUT at the first couple of songs.

I ran around the den screaming, “HE’S GOING IN!!! OMG, HE’S GIVING IT TO THEM!” I was home for Thanksgiving break and my half-asleep parental units were looking at me like I’d just lost my mind. Yet, around “Angels”, I took a seat in the sofa and cruised the rest of the lyrics….no crazy necessary.

So Ghetto

This song is the perfect example of what I call the “Fiasco Play-a-Round Flow.” This is one of Lupe’s attributes that I love most. He is excellent at staying on topic for songs in which such a characteristic is necessary. In the mix tape he has much tape to stray from the conscious track (although he doesn’t stray far.) He does this in many verses.

Example:

Uh, yeah, this one's for Chilly Chill, Food and Liquor flow//
Strong like it's been distilled by//
Hillbillies in the hills and we move down to Beverly//
So heavenly, waking n****s up like revelry//
We won't be going back to you regularly, so forget it//
Shadow flow, call up Punxsutawney Phillips//
My mind's on dope, my brain's on skillets//

Thoroughly trained to just bang off lyrics//

Bang bang bang like Pops Wayans,
Witherspoon (with a spoon) or with a fork,
Was coming out my egg like Mork, deserves his own head on Rushmore

Lu just used so many off the wall analogies; I don’t even know where to begin. So of course he shouts Chill out, as he does with every track. He even reminds us that his “flow” is still strong, hence the distilled/liquor simile.

He even lets you know that he’s still the “noisemaker” (revelry) of the industry. Now when he starts bringing in random things like Punxsutawney Phillips and Pops Wayans, you realize he’s in that “play-a-round” flow.

Here’s where the beauty of such a flow is. Because most listeners probably hear references and dismiss it they don’t understand how BEAST certain lines are. Punxsutawney Phillips is the most notorious groundhog used for Groundhog Day.

What determines the weather for the rest of the winter? Shadow? Shadow-flow? Beast. Then he’ll throw in something that’s more common knowledge like Pop Wayans notorious “bang, bang, bang”.

People don’t realize how well read and versatile Mr. Fiasco is sometimes. To fuse two COMPLETELY different aspects of life in one verse for simple analogies is genius. Half of his listeners aren’t even at the age where they’ll remember Mork and Robin Williams. Where does he come up with this stuff?

“I am on point like the eating side of forks//
So keep your head down like your reflection in a spoon//”

He HAD to be eating when he thought that up. Lol, I’m just saying. Dope.

Say Something Freestyle

I’m not going to break this track down by lyric because there’s SOOOO much to decipher. He definitely had something to say. However, I can see tons of connections with “The Cool” album. These lyrics could be reproduced on a new beat for “Lasers” and I wouldn’t have one issue with it. All the typical Fiasco elements are here:

1) Chi-Town Repping

2) Popular Reference

3) SERIOUS Wordplay

4) Connections to previous albums/tracks

The most vivid element was towards the end of the song with the food references. Much like “Gotta Eat” from The Cool album, Lupe GOES IN on the food metaphor. Weaker emcees, Media, and even other states are getting “fried” in those last couple of bars.

We’ve just covered the more “technical”/imagined elements of Mr. Fiasco’s flow. You know I’m always down for a hefty conclusion filled with tons of crafty metaphor for my favorite emcee. However, good things come to those who wait. Part 3? Sooner than Part 2? Lol,

Indeed. As Lu would say, “We’ve only got 3 more tracks to go…No More LupEND.”

ENEMY!

PS - If you're that hungry for a dope review, here's a snippet of the ODU one:

"While in the stadium indulge in your more "positive" surroundings. Fine tune your ears, feel the bass in your heart, and open your eyes and take a look around you. Watch Fiasco get on one knee and spit the first verse of "Sunshine" to the most insecure girl in the crowd. Witness him pass his beloved mic to the 12-year-old up front who knows every song verbatim. Listen to your favorite emcee tell you how much he loves and appreciates you for what you've done for him; with tears in his eyes and a frog in his throat. Now step outside the stadium; observe the "now" elevated minds banter excitedly in Lasers and Trilly & Trully shirts; consciousness on their tongues. Walk home to your hood; look out for the boys who were destined to be gang bangers and drug dealers, hop on skateboards and throw up the CRS sign. Let the images reoccur in your mind, let that tingling feeling spread from the tip of your fingers to your crown, and most importantly remember.....to.....smile."

You can read the rest here....

Lupe Fiasco: I'm Beamin

2010-01-13T23:13:00.000-08:00

[Intro]
Today, nobody cares
But tomorrow they will, they will
Today, nobody cares
But, oh, tomorrow they will, they will

[Chorus]
They said my future was dark
You see me now?
Just look around
I’m beamin’

(We are) They used to talk
When I wasn’t around (Lasers)
You see me now (We’re not)
(Losers) I’m beamin’

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
I get my energy from my inner G
I be in outer space, but I got inner peace
So tell my enemies that they can’t injure me
I know that irritates, you have my sympathies
Well, you should protest, yeah, you should picket me
I’m on a losing strike, I’m on a winning streak
I’m out in left field, I’m speaking mentally
But that’s a better places than where the benches be
I’m feelin’ really good, me and my different beat
Me and my different drummer, he play the timpanis
See, that’s what got me here, you hearin’ me
Me on my "black man in the future" shit, call me Billy Dee
See, I’m just forward-looking, that’s how I really see
See, while you Valentimes, I’m thinking Christmas trees
And that’s how this would be, even at Mickey D’s
Semicolon, close parentheses

[Chorus]
They said my future was dark
You see me now?
Just look around
I’m beamin’

They used to talk
When I wasn’t around
You see me now
I’m beamin’

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Do you remember me, the guy from verse one?
Failure’s my last name, Never’s my first one
You see I hood a lot, and yeah I nerd some
Hood’s where the heart is, nerd’s where the words from
Don’t represent either, because I merged them
It's kids who wanna leave, and I encourage them
Go out and see the world, never return from
Yeah, you don’t come back, unless you learn some
And baby girl, what does it matter where your purse from?
Your hurr done, your nails did, your ass fat, but you’re dumb
Mix Melyssa Ford with Maya Angelou
Become a top model and Sojourner too
I try to follow this, what Muhammad do
It’s such a old soul inside the sonic youth
Swear I’m Ferrari’d up, and I’m conscious, too
I don’t prophesize: I promise you

[Chorus]
They said my future was dark
You see me now?
Just look around
I’m beamin’

They used to talk
When I wasn’t around (Lasers)
You see me now (Ha)
I’m beamin’

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah, it’s me again, the guy from verse two
Well, this the last one, it’s almost curfew
It’s almost night out, so turn your lights on
Where all my 760s, witcha brights on?
Yeah, they are the ones to keep your eyes on
Like how we used to do, to keep the house warm
Now those the type of eyes, I not cry from
You see the tears of fire run out my cryin’ songs
Now the world’s shoulders is what we cryin’ on
The world’s fast lane is what I’m drivin’ on
What am I driving at? I’m tryna drive it home
I’m in the driver’s seat, but you can ride along
‘Cause never cyclops, it’s never I (eye) alone
I’m tellin’ your story wherever I perform
Now if they lookin’ for me, tell ‘em I’ve gone
Out in the bright lights, right where I belong

[Chorus]
They said my future was dark
You see me now?
Just look around
I’m beamin’

They used to talk
When I wasn’t around
You see me now
I’m beamin’

Baba Says Cool For Thought (by Iesha Jaco)

2009-12-12T14:44:00.003-08:00

[Iesha Jaco]
They thought it was cool to burn crosses in your front lawn
As they hung you from trees in your backyard
They thought it was cool to leave you thirsty and stranded, KATRINA
He thought it was cool to carry a gun in his classroom
And open fire, Virginia Tech and Columbine, Stop the Violence
They thought it was cool to tear down the projects
And put up million-dollar condos, gentrification
They think it's cool to stand on the block, hiding product in their socks
Making quick dime bags dollars
They think it's cool to ride down on you in blue and white and unmarked cars
Busting you upside yo' head...
Freeze, cause the problem is we think it's cool too
Check your ingredients, before you overdose, on The Cool...

Free Chilly (Interlude) (feat. GemStones & Sarah Green)

2009-12-12T14:44:00.001-08:00

[GemStones]
If we can break down those walls to set you freeee
We would, cause we out heeeere...
And we miss yooooou...
If we could build a ladder that tall to come and see yoooou
We would, cause we down heeeere...
And we miss yooooou...

[Sarah Green & GemStones]
If we can break down those walls to set you freeee
We would, cause we out heeeere...
And we miss yooooou...
If we could build a ladder that tall to come and see yoooou
We would, cause we down heeeere...
And we miss yooooou...

[singing continues as music fades]

Go-Go Gadget Flow

2009-12-12T14:42:00.001-08:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
I'm from the city in the Midwest
Best city in the whole wide-wide world, say now
I'm from the city in the Midwest
Best city in the whole wide-wide world, say now
I'm from the city in the Midwest
Best city in the whole wide-wide world, hey
City in the whole wide world, hey
City in the whole wide world, hey

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
I'm back, I'm back
I'm cool, I'm cool
Westside representative
All me
No ghost, no 16bit like Sega Genesis
All G-ball, on the board Soundtrakk
On the track Gemini, on the job Shayla G
On the G Sarah Green, for the green free Chilly
And I'm back on my thing for the listenersses
What, you, are, a-bout, to-to witness is
Lu, new valuable album two
The credit for the ghetto, ghetto images
From the M-A-D-I to the S to the O-N
Potent, to get you open
Move like a nigga supposed to
Get the dough, on the go
With the flow that I'm holdin'

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Love, got the windy city on my back
So I'm back on my grizzly like a bearskin rug
Plus I'm layin on the floor, blame it on the go
Little rapper, turn it out cause I'm very pluh
I convert, I can work, anywhere, any word, you can ask my brother Hug
He'll concur, that I'm serious, with the words
To the man up above, thank you very much
That I got what I got and I'm at where I'm at like an A in a circle
With a pay little Urkel
What they say when they see O.G.
From the F to the F with the amazing verbals
They race in circles like they raising a gerbil
I race in a circle like I'm raising a horse
Or I'm raising a Porsche while they racing in place
They race in a cage, I race on a course
'Course
That case in the court, did not defer the dream
I am still a raisin in the sun, raging against the machine
From the M-A-D-I to the S to the O-N
Potent, to get you open
Move like a nigga supposed to
Get the dough on the go
With the flow that I'm holdin'

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco]
I'm from the city in the Midwest
Best city in the whole wide-wide world, say now
I'm from the city in the Midwest
Best city in the whole wide-wide world, say now
I'm from the city in the Midwest
Best city in the whole wide-wide world, hey
City in the whole wide world, hey
City in the whole wide world, hey

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
Hey, hey don't hate on me
My tank on full, your tank on 'E'
Look good on you, look great on me
Cause I'ma go and never gonna S-T-O-P
Like hey, hey don't hate on me
My tank on full, your tank on e
Look good on you, look great on me
Cause I'ma go and never gonna S-T-O-P

[Verse #4: Lupe Fiasco]
Like hey, hey I'm the boss
Rock Junya Watanabe Lacoste
Beyond clean, in Phenom jeans
Little rap Isaac Asimov
I love my momma and the rhyming that she raised me off
A 80s baby on fire like the safety off
Got my hood ridin' higher than some 28s
Off of everything, that's gon' be like a 84
And they in love with him and I'm in love with them
And we'll never ride dubs again
No we won't
Tryna get above the rim
A little too short to dunk
So we donk
From the M-A-D-I to the S to the O-N
Potent, to get you open
Move like a nigga supposed to
Get the dough on the go
With the flow that I'm holdin'

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow
I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadget flow

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco] (Repeat 2x)
I'm from the city in the Midwest
best city in the whole wide-wide world, say it now
I'm from the city in the Midwest
best city in the whole wide-wide world, say it now
I'm from the city in the Midwest
best city in the whole wide-wide world, hey
City in the whole wide world, hey
City in the whole wide world, hey

The Coolest

2009-12-12T14:33:00.002-08:00

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
The Coolest nigga what (repeat 8x)

The Coolest nigga what (repeat 8x)
Lord please have sympathy
And forgive Michael Young History as
The Coolest nigga what (repeat 4x)

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
I love the Lord
But sometimes it's like that I love me more
I love the peace
And I love the war
I love the seas
And I love the shore
No love for no beach
Baby, that's law
But she doesn't see, therefore I spoil
I trick, I fall
Run up in raw
I love her, with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel
Every bullet lodged
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said, that she would give me greatness
Stat-us, placement above the others
My face would grace covers
Of the magazines of the hustlers
Paper, the likes of which that I had never seen
Her eyes glow green with the logo of our dreams
The purpose of our scene
A obscene obsession for the bling
She would be my queen
I could be her king
Together, she would make me cool
And we would both rule, forever
And I would never feel pain
And never be without pleasure, ever, again
And if the rain stops
And everything's dry
She would cry
Just so I can drink the tears from her eyes
She'd teach me how to fly
Even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall
And I plummet from the sky
But she would keep me high
And if I ever die
She would commission monuments on her bosom, to him
Or maybe she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell
And I'll be

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
The Coolest nigga what (repeat 4x)
Lord please have sympathy
And forgive Michael Young History as
The Coolest nigga what (repeat 4x)

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
And so began our reign
The Trinity, her and I can
No weather man could ever stand
Where her and I came
Hella hard
Umbrella whatever
Put plywood or with 'peller panes
And pray to God that the flood subside
Cause you gonna need a sub till he does reply
And not one of Jared's
You think it's all arid
And e'eryting's ivory
Another supply
That means another July
Inside my endless summer
That was just the eye of the Unger
Felix
Cause he is the cleanest among the
Younger, outstanding achieving up-and-comers
The ones that had deadbeat daddies
And well to do mamas
But not well enough to keep 'em from us
The ones that were fightin' in class
Who might not pass
Rap record pressured to laugh
At a life no fast
Can you feel it (can you feel it)
That's when I got asked
Do I love her (do I love her)
Said I don't know
Streets got my heart, Game got my soul
One times my sunshine will never hurt ya soul
Quote, to a cryin' dishonored baby mama
Whose the mama to a daughter
That I had fathered from afar
My new lady gave a Mercedes
And a necklace with a solid gold key
Like the starter of a car, the opener of a door
Or two pounds of raw
You gave me a baby, but what about lately
Then ha ha ha ha ha, right up in her face 'G'
There's more fish in the sea
I'm on my mission to be, be

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
The Coolest nigga what (4x)
Lord please have sympathy
And forgive Michael Young History as
The Coolest nigga what (repeat 4x)

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
Come, these are the tales of the cool
Guaranteed to go and make you fail from ya school
And seek unholy grails like a fool
And hang with the players of the pool
Fast talking of the hustle
No heaven up above ya, no hell underneath ye
And no one will receive thee
So shed no tear, when we're not here
And keep your faith as we chase
The Cool...

Superstar (feat. Matthew Santos)

2009-12-12T14:33:00.000-08:00

[Chorus: Matthew Santos]
If you are what you say you are, a superstar
Then have no fear, the camera's here
And the microphones
And they wanna know (oh oh oh oh)
If you are what you say you are, a superstar
Then have no fear, the crowd is here
And the lights are on
And they wanna show oh oh oh oh, yeah

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah, uh
A fresh cool young Lu
Trying to cash his microphone, check 2-1-2
Wanna believe my own hype but it's too untrue
The world brought me to my knees, what have you brung you?
Did you improve on the design? Did you do somethin' new?
Well ya name ain't on the guest list, who brung you?
YOU! The more famous person, you come through
And the sexy lady next to you, you come too
And then it hit me
Standin' outside of heaven, waitin' for God to come and get me
I'm too uncouth
Unschooled to the rules and, too gum shoe
Too much of a newcomer and, too uncool
Like Shadow and Lavelle, I battle wit it well
Though I need a holiday like lady who sung "Blue"
Go back, whatever you did, you undo
Heavy is heaven
The devil on me, two tons too

[Chorus: Matthew Santos]
If you are what you say you are, a superstar
Then have no fear, the camera's here
And the microphones
And they wanna' know oh oh oh oh, yeah

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
And ya better wear ya shades
The spotlights here, can burn holes through the stage
Down through the basement, pass the Indian graves
Where the dinosaurs laid
Then out through China, nearly misses airliners
Magnified times five, this is pointed at the rhymer
Ricochets off the moon and sets the forest ablaze
Now that's important to say
Cause even with all that most of us don't want it to fade
We want it to braid, meaning we want it to grow
Meaning we want it to stay
Like the Governor called and he told him to wait
Un-strap him from the chair and put him back in his cage
The audience ain't fazed
And they ain't gon' clap and they ain't gon' praise
They want everything back, that they've paid
Cause they've been waitin' since ten to see the lights get dim

[Chorus: Matthew Santos]
If you are what you say you are, a superstar
Then have no fear, the crowd is here
And the lights are on
And they wanna show oh oh oh oh, yeah

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
So chauffeur chauffeur, come and take me away
Cause I've been standin' in this line for like five whole days
Me and security ain't gettin' along
And when I got to the front, they told me all of the tickets were gone
So just, take me home where the mood is mellow
And the roses are thrown, M&Ms are yellow
And the light bulbs around my mirror don't flicker
Everybody gets a nice autograph picture
One for you and one for your sister
Who had to work tonight but is an avid listener
Every song's her favorite song and mics don't feedback
All the reviewers say "You need to go and see that"
And everybody claps cause everybody is pleased
And then they all take the stage and start performin' for me
Like, ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha, ha

[Chorus: Matthew Santos]
If you are what you say you are, a superstar
Then have no fear, the camera's here
And the microphones
And they wanna' know oh oh oh oh
If you are what you say you are, a superstar
Then have no fear, the crowd is here
And the lights are on
And they wanna show oh oh oh oh, yeah

[Matthew Santos]
If you are, what you say you are
Then have no fear

Paris, Tokyo

2009-12-12T14:14:00.000-08:00

[Lupe Fiasco]
I know
I know but I gotta get up outta here, ya know?
I gotta go pay these bills
I got a show to do, ya know?
One time, for your mind...

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Let's go to sleep in Paris
Wake up in Tokyo
Have a dream in New Orleans
Fall in love in Chicago
Mayne
Wherever I go she goes...

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
I love her
And I hate to leave her lonely
Ring ring went the iPhone, it was my homie
He said, let's hit Japan
If we can make em jam
We can make a hundred grand
Spend it in the south of France
Nothing further, I jumped
Grabbed my Goyard trunk
Got ready to 'Walk it Out' like Unk
In my John Lennon chucks
That's when I heard murder
You're killin me, you're fillin me with sorrow
Sunrise, goodbyes and missin you tomorrow's
I turn to see, my dream love supreme queen
Meanest thing on the scene, cry
I drop my bags in a flash
That's faster than 180 on that dash, sir
To dry her tears
And wipe the rain from my dear like Dasher
You's the dame who's the username to all my passwords
The reason I get fly as Ivan Jasper
I even keep your picture in my passpurt
Love, Love

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Let's go to sleep in Paris
Wake up in Tokyo
Have a dream in New Orleans
Fall in love in Chicago
Mayne
Then we can land in the motherland
Camel back across the desert sand
Take a train, to Rome, or home
Brazil, for real
Wherever I go she goes
Wherever I go she goes

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
So let's keep it, real
All in together, free Chill
Tell the stewardess to throw a movie on the reel
Heat up my kosher meal, exchange my dollar bills
Lean back in my first class seat and, sleep
Don't wake me till I land, when they barely understand
What I speak, but they nod to my beats
I tell my fans who I am, and they stand, and they clap
They applaud, they love me, my God
O'scadie sama'desta or maybe au revoir
A spree on Saint Henry, then back to Charles de Gaul
So I can get home and tell her everywhere that I been
And, everything that I done, and
Tell her that she's the one, and, um

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Let's go to sleep in Paris
Wake up in Tokyo
Have a dream in New Orleans
Fall in love in Chicago
Mayne
Then we can land in the motherland
Camel back across the desert sand
Take a train, to Rome, or home
Brazil, for real
Wherever I go she goes
Wherever I go she goes

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
Guess who's back in the, house
With a bunch of souvenirs and a smile for your mouth
I really missed you, each and, every night I kissed ya
In my dreams fore I went to sleep to LaLa land to count them sheep
I swear you're lookin prettier than ever
It's got to be a prophecy for us to stay together ever more
For better or, less or poor, or worth our weight in buried treasure
X's on the shore, uh
I know my world tour's like war to ya
But Ian said Aloha!, and Harley said Cheers!
Julian said Bonjour!, Big O was like Yeah!
Amanda and Le Messie wanna know when we goin there
Edison sends his love, so does the rest of the club
Of the international playboys and playgurls
But I revoke my membership, all for my Tenderness
She said, "Pursue your interests, cause even if
I'm ticket-less, I'll be there, by your side
In your heart and, on your mind"
So, as I taxi down another runway
I gotcha, who loves you babe?
Now bring it back, now

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Let's go to sleep in Paris
Wake up in Tokyo
Have a dream in New Orleans
Fall in love in Chicago
Mayne
Then we can land in the motherland
Camel back across the desert sand
Take a train, to Rome, or home
Brazil, for real
Wherever I go she goes
Wherever I go she goes
Wherever I go she goes
Wherever I go she goes

Hi-Definition (feat. Pooh Bear & Snoop Dogg)

2009-12-12T14:11:00.000-08:00

[Chorus: Pooh Bear & Snoop Dogg]
Gather round, go ahead and stare
These street folks don't need permission
My life's in high definition
Listen with your eyes, follow with your ears
I don't need no intermission
My life's in high definition

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
And my return, is more like a re-up
I hold a hole like a tea cup
World in one hand, while the other hand throw the peace up
My other hand throwing 'we' without the 'E' up
I got like 5 more man, I'm somethin like Sheeva
In that Fall of Rome number 4, deluxe
See I been around the world like the gnome
But I come from a zone, where the homes all beat up
The folks' unknown and the stones all meet up
Police tap my phones, got my songs on speaker
Say he's back to poems, got their domes all geeked up
To get up on they thrones and become young leaders
Oprah put it on my culture, now if that ain't wrong
Imus got it from the rhymers, now if that ain't blown
They gave my man 44, now if that ain't long
I put it all on my shoulders, now if that ain't strong
I made it out alive from the streets of the westside C-H-I
Now of that ain't home
You betta tell em

[Chorus: Pooh Bear & Snoop Dogg]
Gather round, go ahead and stare
These street folks don't need permission
My life's in high definition
Listen with your eyes, follow with your ears
I don't need no intermission
My life's in high definition

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
And in my flyness, I've become the hero and the sidekick
The rider and the nigga that'll ride with
In ya ear, like the maker of "The Vivrant"
A Salaam Alaikum to the maker of "The Vivrant"
Them other niggas I dont "vibe" with
Now I was bout three when the eyes went
But I can see everything that you tryna be
You can't hide it
While you comin' out your throats like a heimlich
I came up out the belly like a high script
Only my circumstance revised it, hijacked the role and went and shot the pilot
I'm tryna go public so I can get to private
Then send Busy to go and get the pirates
Then hit Africa, try to fix the virus
Go back to the hood, tell Huggie open the hydrants
R.I.P. Stack B, I'ma keep you alive kid
Dressed in somethin', so fresh and wonderful
F-N-F and S-N double O-P

[Chorus: Pooh Bear & Snoop Dogg]
Gather round, go ahead and stare
These street folks don't need permission
My life's in high definition
Listen with your eyes, follow with your ears
I don't need no intermission
My life's in high definition

[Verse #3: Snoop Dogg]

Loopy, it's Snoopy, let's go wild

Tip toe through the door, do it doggystyle

And tell all my chicks in Chi-A-Cago

Loopy hit the lotto, Snoopy hit the bottle

Dolomite tight, they bite, it might follow

Take this chill pill, lil' niggas swallow

Recital is very homicidal

The big screen will capture you, cause it's hi-definition

Listen, cooking collard greens in the kitchen

Them alphabet boys on a mission

If you out to get cash, you better get it quick fast

Cause nowadays niggas get to snitching on your bitch ass

Even ya boys, best believe in them toys, out your game

'Specially when a nigga know your real name

Blam blam with the blammer

Smile nephew, you on Candid Camera, film at eleven

Dressed in something, so fresh and wonderful

F-N-F and S-N double O-P

[Chorus: Pooh Bear & Snoop Dogg]

Gather round, go ahead and stare

These street folks don't need permission

My life's in high definition

Listen with your eyes, follow with your ears

I don't need no intermission

My life's in high definition

Gather round, go ahead and stare

These street folks don't need permission

My life's in high definition

Listen with your eyes, follow with your ears

I don't need no intermission

My life's in high definition

Gold Watch

2009-12-12T14:06:00.000-08:00

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Let's peruse the essentials of cool
A brief study of the things so instrumental to Lu
That make me feel flyer than lobby's of W's
A disclaimer: just a rhymer, no credentials from a school
Let's peruse the essentials of cool
A brief study of the things so instrumental to Lu
That make me feel flyer than lobby's of W's
A disclaimer: just a rhymer, no credentials from a school

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
In my Fall of Rome jeans, my Head Porter wallet
My Neighborhood shirt and my Eddie Cheng clock shit
Might not go to college, but my street smart polished
Like the black fingernails of that punk rock Logik
Do the knowledge, man you can't be punk from projects
Firm disbeliever in your punch clock promise
Was trading off my comics, I was taking them to school
One of Jay-z boys, now I'm skating in your pool
Not to be rude, I'm just hating on your rules
Like a young 50, I'm on my world tour
Good morning Singapore, I'm bringing the sun wit me
From the Robert Taylor homes to Africa's slum cities
I am American mentally with Japanese tendencies
Parisian sensibility so stay out the vicinity of
Yeah, yeah, them niggas over there
It's just yeah, yeah, now look at what I wear

[Chorus #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Got my, gold watch and my, gold chain
With my, fancy car and my, diamond ring
With my, fancy broad and she, foreign
So it's, no words and it's, no slang
And I'm, no trick and I'm, no lame
Its' just, so slick that she's, so game and it's
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here
It's just yeah, yeah, she love it over here (repeat 3x)

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
I like Diptiyque candles and, Maharishi sandals and
Dita sunglasses, Purple Murder surface samples
I like False T-shirts, Dover Street is off the handle
Such a good designer, Junya Watanabe gotdamn you
I like Yohji Yamamoto and a Mackro, Solo
Leather Gucci belts and Guilty Brotherhood polos
I like Mont Blanc pens and, Moleskine paper
I like Goyard bags and, green Now-or-laters
Monocle magazine and Japanese manga
Futura, Noz Furatus and HTM trainers
I love Street Fighter 2, I just really hate Zangeif
Only Ken and Ryu, I find it hard to beat Blanka
Keep a Wee Ninja hanging, and an Unkle album banging
If you negative in energy, then stay out the vicinity of
Yeah, yeah, them niggas over there it's just
Yeah, Yeah, now look at what I wear

[Chorus #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Got my, gold watch and my, gold chain
With my, fancy car and my, diamond ring
With my, ghetto broad and she's
So plain, gotta couple scars and one of those long names
She a, fight a nigga and cusses with no shame
And her, ex-man had her bagging up cocaine, but she
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here
It's just yeah, yeah she love it over here (repeat 8x)

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
But my most coveted thing is a high self-esteem
And a low tolerance for them telling me how to lean
See the most important parts are the ones that are unseen
The wings don't make you fly and the crown don't make you king
Now God don't like ugly, ain't too happy bout pretty
I am ignorance's enemy so stay out the vicinity of
Yeah, yeah, them niggas over there
It's just yeah, yeah, now look at what I wear

[Chorus #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Got my, gold watch and my, gold chain
With my, fancy car and my, diamond ring
With my, ghetto broad and she's
So plain, gotta couple scars and one of those long names
She a, fight a nigga and cusses with no shame
And her, ex-man had her bagging up cocaine, but she
Yeah, yeah, she love it over here
It's just yeah, yeah she love it over here (repeat 8x)

Hip Hop Saved My Life (feat. Nikki Jean)

2009-12-12T14:00:00.001-08:00

[Lupe Fiasco]
Dedicate, Dedicate
This one right here, goes out
To my homie with the drink, nah mean

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
He said, I write what I see
Write to make it right, don't like where I be
I'd like to make it like, the sights on TV
Quite the great life, so nice and easy
See, now you can still die from that
But it's better than not being alive from straps
Agree, a Mead notebook and a Bic
That click when it's pushed and a wack ass beat
That's a track that's weak, that he got last week
Cause everybody in the store's like "that's that heat"
A bass heavy medley, with a sample from the 70's
With a screwed up hook that went, "stack that cheese"
Somethin' somethin' somethin' "stack that cheese"
Mother, sister, cousin, "stack that cheese"
He couldn't think of nothin' "stack that cheese"
He turns down the beat, writer's block impedes
Cryin' from the next room, a baby in need
Of some Pampers and some food and place to sleep
That, plus a black Cadillac on Ds
Is what keep 'em on track to be a great emcee
Yeah [echoes]

[Chorus: Nikki Jean]
One you never heard of, I
Push it hard to further the,
Grind I feel like murder but,
Hip-Hop, you saved me
One you never heard of, I
Push it hard to further the,
Grind I feel like murder but (it's what it is)
Hip-Hop, you saved my life

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Reps north side so he rocks them braids
Eleven-hundred friends on his Myspace page
Stack That Cheese got seven hundred plays
Producer made him take it down, said he had to pay
Open mic champ 2 weeks in a row
Ex-D Boy with a B-Boy flow
Glow like Leroy, you should see boy go
Got a daddy servin' life and a brother on the Row
Best homie in the grave, tatted up while in the cage
Minute maid, got his momma workin' like a slave
Down baby momma, who he really had to honor
Cause she was his biggest fan, even let him use her Honda to
Drive up to Dallas went, to open up for amateurs
Let him keep a debit card, so he could put gas in it
Told her when he get on, he gon' take her to the galleria
Buy everything, but the mannequins, ya digg [echoes]

[Chorus: Nikki Jean]
One you never heard of, I
Push it hard to further the,
Grind I feel like murder but,
Hip-Hop, you saved me
One you never heard of, I
Push it hard to further the,
Grind I feel like murder but (but, but)
Hip-Hop, you saved my life

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
His man called, said ya time might be now
They played your freestyle over Wipe Me Down
They played it 2 times, said it might be crowned
As the best thing out the H-town in a while
He picked up his son with a great big smile
Rapped every single word to the new born child
Then he put him down and went back to the kitchen
And put on another beat, and got back to the mission of
Get his momma out the hood, put her somewhere in the woods
Keep his lady lookin' good, have her rollin' like she should
Show his homies there's a way, other than that flippin' yay
Bail his homie outta jail, put a lawyer on his case
Throw a concert for the school, show the shoulders that it's cool
Throw some candy on the Caddy, chuck the deuce and act a fool
Man it feels good when it happens like that
Two days from going back to sellin' crack
Yessir [echoes]

[Chorus 2x: Nikki Jean]
One you never heard of, I
Push it hard to further the,
Grind I feel like murder but,
Hip-Hop, you saved me
One you never heard of, I
Push it hard to further the,
Grind I feel like murder but (but, but)
Hip-Hop, you saved my life

[Nikki Jean]
Hip-Hop, you saved my life (3x)

Intruder Alert (feat. Sarah Green)

2009-12-12T13:52:00.001-08:00

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
She said, there was no love in her heart
Cause one day, a rapist attacked her and broke that all apart
She said there was no way to fix it or to cover her scars
Then one day a guy came along that probably could help her start
He was sincere made her believe it was safe, for her to trust again
Before long, she was cool with giving hugs to him
Knew that it was right, cause somethin' was wrong
The alarms in her mind didn't tell her he didn't belong
There was no...

[Chorus: Sarah Green]
Intruder, Intruder
Intruder, Intruder
Alert, Alert
Alert, Alert
Intruder, Intruder
Intruder, Intruder
Alert, Alert
Alert, Alert

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
He said, nobody else ever loved him
That's why, he get high enough to go touch the heavens above him
Vividly remembers every pipe, every needle that stuck him
Every alley he ever slept in, every purse that he snuck in
Every level of hell he's been to, and the one that he's stuck in
No wonder he can't escape, even though it's of his own construction
Maybe you can't relate, Maybe you just one of those that just doesn't
Maybe he doesn't care, loves to allow these demons to come in
With no...

[Chorus: Sarah Green]
Intruder, Intruder
Intruder, Intruder
Alert, Alert
Alert, Alert
Intruder, Intruder
Intruder, Intruder
Alert, Alert
Alert, Alert

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
Famine striking his homeland and no social standing
And the economic pecking order
Emergency relief distribution systems is in disorder
He's checking water, making sure it's safe enough for his daughter
To float across in the boat he built
Hopefully strong enough to support her
Praying border patrols don't catch her ass
Process and deport her
Before she reach the shore, of the Land of the Free
Where they feed you, treat you like equals
Deceive you, stamp you and call you illegal
And there's an...

[Chorus: Sarah Green]
Intruder, Intruder
Intruder, Intruder
Alert, Alert
Alert, Alert
Intruder, Intruder
Intruder, Intruder
Alert, Alert
Alert, Alert

[Outro: Sarah Green]
There's someone here, and it's not me
How could this be? I locked my doors
Carried more armies on my shore
They pulled my rockets and my sky
I'm so fortified
I built my wall so high
So why oh why are there...

Intruder [repeated]

Streets On Fire (feat. Matthew Santos)

2009-12-12T13:45:00.000-08:00

[Matthew Santos]
Tonight, tonight, tonight

[Intro: Matthew Santos]
The stars are aligned, and the path is colliding
The plan is arriving, and she's out there smiling
The fear is upon us, the skies tried to warn us
Their perils are goners, no children to mourn us
It's driving me crazy, this whore is my lady
We've lost all our babies, and God is amazing
The tick of the timer, the slip of the rhymer
The pimp and the riser, you cross, there you'll find her
Hey, Hey

[Chorus: Matthew Santos]
Death is on the tip of her tongue and
Danger's at the tip of her, fingers
Streets, are, on, fire, tonight
Death is on the tip of her tongue and
Danger's at the tip of her, fingers
Streets, are, on, fire, tonight

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Disease, the virus is spreading in all directions
No safe zone no cure and no protection
No symptoms define the signs of an infection
No vaccines, remedies, and no corrections
Quarantine the dreams and seal off all connections
Don't let them in not a friend, not a reflection
Everybody's got it and want you to have it next and
Don't accept them if you want to stay as an exception
No pill, can heal, the ill, of this
Sickness, some are still in doubt of its existence
Some call it forgiveness and some call it the vengeance
Some say it's an exit and some say it's an entrance
The poor say the rich have the cure
The rich say the poor are the source
Revolutionaries say it's psychological war
Invented by the press, just to have something to report
Some say the first case came from a maternity ward
Some say a morgue, some say the skies, some say the floors
Whores say the nuns, nuns say the whores
And everybody is sure
The scientist say it only affects the mind
The little boy said it only affects the girls
The preacher man said it's going to kill off the soul
A bum said it's going to kill the whole wide world.

[Chorus: Matthew Santos]
Death is on the tip of her tongue and
Danger's at the tip of her, fingers
Streets, are, on, fire, tonight
Death is on the tip of her tongue and
Danger's at the tip of her, fingers
Streets, are, on, fire, tonight

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Believe, some say the neon signs by the
Loudspeakers repeating that everything is fine;
A subtle solace to demolish the troubled conscience
Of a popus with no knowledge and every freedom denied
Every dream is designed and broadcasted
From the masters to the masses
From the antennas on the top of the shrines
Refine the receiver and plant it
During the panic and short it, it reports back
Everything in your mind, everything is lying
Everything is dying, everything is a rule
Everything is a crime, everything was here then
Everything rewind
The new weather burned the feathers off everything flying
(And she likes it, and she loves it)
The sadness, the madness, the bash it
The lavish, the fastest, the clashes, the ashes to ashes
Everything intertwined
My femme fatale, my darling fraudulent angel
Once caught her changing the batteries in her halo
Receipt for her wings and everything that she paid for
And the address to the factory where they made those
The scientist said she's all inside my mind
The little boy said what happened to all the girls
The preacher man said she's going to kill off your soul
The dope boy said it's the whole wide world

[Chorus: Matthew Santos]
Death is on the tip of her tongue and
Danger's at the tip of her, fingers
Streets, are, on, fire, tonight
Death is on the tip of her tongue and
Danger's at the tip of her, fingers
Streets, are, on, fire, tonight

Il(Lu)miNation

Lupe Fiasco - LightWork

Lupe Fiasco - Letting Go (ft. Sarah Green)

Lupe Fiasco - Words I Never Said (ft. Skylar Grey)

Lupe Fiasco - Till I Get There

Lupe Fiasco - I Don't Wanna Care Right Now [ft. MDMA]

Lupe Fiasco - Out Of My Head [ft. Trey Songz]

Lupe Fiasco - The Show Goes On (Official)

Lupe Fiasco - Beautiful Lasers [ft. MDMA]

Lupe Fiasco - Coming Up

Lupe Fiasco - State Run Radio [ft. Matt Mahaffey]

Lupe Fiasco - Break The Chain [ft. Eric Turner x Sway]

Lupe Fiasco - All Black Everything

Lupe Fiasco - Never Forget You [ft. John Legend]

Lupe Fiasco - SLR (Super Lupe Rap)

CRS - Don't Stop

The Runaway: Lupe’s Revenge

Lupe Fiasco - Oh Yeah! (Verse)

Go To Sleep

You Are Here

Firing Squad

Crowd Participation

Beijing

Heirplanes

All Sabotage!!! (STSO)

JAWS

Make Sure U Getta Shirt!!!

A Bathing Harry

Heat Under The Babyseat

I Don't Feel So Good

Happy Industries

FNF Army Invades...

Lupe The Gorilla

Lupe Fiasco - Building Minds Faster

Dope Boy

Rap City Freestyle

Welcome Back Chilly

Comin From Where I'm From

Slow Down

Ooh

The Run Down

Hater Hop

WGCI Freestyle

Muhammad Walks

Boss Playa

Failure

Champ is Here (Freestyle)

The Pen & The Needlez

Lupe Fiasco - Tightrope (Wondamix) (Verse)

Twilight Zone

Lupe Fiasco: Past My Shades (Verse)

Lupe Fiasco - Beautiful Lasers/Two Ways [Live Version]

Lupe Fiasco: Resurrection (feat. Kenna)

EOTS Review Part 2

Lupe Fiasco: I'm Beamin

Baba Says Cool For Thought (by Iesha Jaco)

Free Chilly (Interlude) (feat. GemStones & Sarah Green)

Go-Go Gadget Flow

The Coolest

Superstar (feat. Matthew Santos)

Paris, Tokyo

Hi-Definition (feat. Pooh Bear & Snoop Dogg)

Gold Watch

Hip Hop Saved My Life (feat. Nikki Jean)

Intruder Alert (feat. Sarah Green)

Streets On Fire (feat. Matthew Santos)