Put You on Game

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Lupe Fiasco

Wasalu Muhammad Jaco (born February 16, 1982), better known by his stage name Lupe Fiasco ( /ˈluːpeɪ/ LOO-pay), is an American rapper, record producer, and entrepreneur. He rose to fame in 2006 following the success of his debut album, Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor. He also performs as the fro… more »

Let me put you on game

Don't you know that I run this place And I've begun this race
Must I rerun this pace
I'm the reason it's become this way
And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised They love my darkness, I make them heartless And in return they have become my martyrs I've been in the poem of many a poet
And I reside in the art of many a artist Some of your smartest have tried to articulate My whole part in this
But they're fruitless in their harvest
The dro grows from my footsteps I'm the one that they follow I am the one that they march with Through the back alleys and the black markets
The Oval offices, crack-houses, and apartments Through the mazes of the queens The pages of the sages and the chambers of the kings Through the veinses of the fiends A paper chaser's pager, yo, I'm famous on the scene One of the oldest, most ancientest things Speak every single language on the planet, y'kna mean?
I am the American dream
The rape of Africa, the undying machine
The overpriced medicine, the murderous regime
The tough guy's front and the one behind the scenes I am the blood of this city
Its gas, water, and electricity I'm its gym, and its math, and its history The gunshots in the class And you can't pass if you're missin', G
I taught them better than that
I taught them aim for the head and hope they never come back
I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby, hope he never comes back
I hope he's with your mother with my hustlers high in my trap
I hope you die in his trash I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag Behind the hospital, little baby crack addicts had
Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper A welfare-receiving prostitute and gold digger You can watch on TV how they should properly depict you
The rivers shall flow with liquor, quench your thirst on my elixirs I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor The trusted misleader, the number one defender And from a throne of their bones I rule These fools are my fuel, so I make them cool Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool
And feed them from the table that held Corleone's food
If you die, tell them that you played my game
I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name Cause I'm the

Written by: WASALU JACO

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