Lyrics:
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
screaming fuck love
The kids are saying what about us
Honestly I’m just butt hurt
'Cos I been thinking bout all the lost ones
Same shit that’s uniting us is
"Harry called while you were out," she said.
He asked, "Was he drunk?"
She said, "No, but he'd been drinking.
I could tell."
"What'd he want this
this thing called life
I’m steady trying to get it right
Praying asking for some guidance
Mama kept me in the light
Because that dark it don’t do right
a good reason why I'm going to leave
Family and personal relationships out
Of this book
Because this book is way too great
For love and that love is
Pretty
Zachary Taylor, gastroenteritis was what it was
Millard Fillmore had a stroke, never recovering
Franklin Pierce, cirrhosis of the liver was the thing
James
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
The way they
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
In this thing called life
I know I've made many mistakes
I know I'm hated by so many for the choices they made
My heart is pure and my intentions
on his right hand
John a OG, Pops is da wise man
Si’s all Vibez, life’s alright
James on beef under Big Lee
Flynn’s with Harry and Harry is my G
Call him
have your pick, sir
Of the girls
Want to buy a bottle, missus?
What is this?
Propagates the hair, sir (what is this?)
(Penny for a bottle)
Smells
thing called love
And our ability to rise above
Uh, life ain't never been better than it is now
Life ain't never been better than it is now
Uh, life
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made seven whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
have your pick, sir
Of the girls
Want to buy a bottle, missus?
What is this?
Propagates the hair, sir (what is this?)
(Penny for a bottle)
Smells
the time
This is the way we break down the line
His name is not called with the most finesse
'Cause he can do it really good, he can do it the best
have your pick, sir
Of the girls
Want to buy a bottle, missus?
What is this?
Propagates the hair, sir (what is this?)
(Penny for a bottle)
Smells
in mind
Break it up!
That is the destruction of the so-called radical man
By 2045
Let's get radical
Watch me now
School's in the yard,
Brothers? What brothers? What's this about hell?
Tell them, "We're waiting, keep coming"
We'll get them as well
Love Field is where his plane touched down
can hear this know that've I've been touched by
“Copperline” maybe a million times
Memories under a new moon shine
It's okay to like James Taylor
no news!
The thing that seems to justify
All of our fears
Is that all of this went down
In the last five years but tell me
What really happened to J
the other side
We go round and round and round
Taking wrong times
And clinging to the edges of ourselves
What is this thing that we called love?
What
care of one another you and me
Radical, radical
Flash backward, 1999
In a world shockful of viruses
How'd y'all stay alive?
Depending on this so-called
you-you can love anybody
But when you're in love with somebody
You're looking at it like this
You taking that person for what he or she is
No matter
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
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