Baba Says Cool For Thought (by Iesha Jaco)

[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)

[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

[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

[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)

[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

[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)

[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

[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)