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All Black Everything

Lupe Fiasco

Lasers

2011

rapper tryin' to mimic him
And that's what really rose up out of Michigan,
The sign of white rapper by the name of 50 Cent, ha!

You would never know

It's like a Jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under they tryna pull me under
All my sisters and brothers so I
Raise it up

could

Uh I wish I could tell you everything's gone be ok
All I know is remain focused stack my cake stay out the way
She been running full court press

K.I.S.S. (Keep It Simple Stupid)

Diamond D

Stunts, Blunts & Hip-Hop

1992

Uh, going out to the Zulu Nation

You go out with the old and in with the new
I'm well-situated 'cause I know what to do
When the mic is in my

dive

Galilee your seas are bluer than me

Swallow me, I wanna dive


Waiting F T W

She put her hands upon me
Like a  painting by Millais
She comes

me
How the fuck you going to get it poppin' if you don't pay me
Ouu if you don't pay me
I ain't really fucking with these hoes they so crazy
She wanna

chicken
Till my diamonds acting up
VVS start heheing and kicking like they joe jackson son
I know I'm chosen
This the life that im made for
I know im doing

Lucille

B.B. King

Back in the Alley

1970

have a girlfriend and she misuses me,
And I go home at night, maybe I'm lonely 
Well not maybe, I am lonely, I pick up Lucille
And it bring out those

way I can survive
Time flies but shit really feel like slo mo, aye
Days going by like minutes, yeah
Minutes going by like days add the wood to my fire

label, I'll do this shit by my motherfucking lonesome I've been grinding by myself for a minute
But you think that Biggie Joe got all this tone? Cause I

bleed it
I'm so greezy for the baggage cause I need it
Stack high, lay low, ball out all season
Get money boys Mr. I stay scheming

For baby joe do it

spitting on bums
A lot of hoodlums
These are just the bums that
Are really pissed off (Why?)
Probably 'cause they been ripped
Off by the system (Oh)
Cops,

Jackson tell a nigga beat it
And I got a little dirty Diana she up on her toes she bad
Shawty a thriller how can I be mad
Moon walking to the bag
I got my

by the store
They really are my foe
Yeah, they really some hoes
He got shot and keep it on the low
Yeah, her pussy's shaped like an O
If she a Megan,

then you're seeing them signs

Money is the objective
For me and my collective
How's man broke bummy and on his knees and not stressing out I don't get

I know you got to live your life man
But how you going to do that by watching everyone else
We all got the same twenty four
Just make sure you choose

shit down
With the letter from heaven
The pot is as black as the kettle
Pulling the stick made a metal
Out meeting a devil
Ive been at ease with this

'cause this shit is dangerous (ooh)
Lay yo ass out like a muhfuckin' stranger 
I say "Brr," bitch, ice cold, diamond grills all gold
Quick bag also

legs open

I'ma king in the game, now they really know
Y'all spittin' old shit, I'm original
Y'all really slow, I'm in the lead tho
I'm finna ice em out

eat it, uh
Even if it make her sea sick, uh
She gon' throw up on me, I like it

Niggas say they got white, I'm Michael
Jackson's on me, throw out 20's,

change 
Ball out of control ain't no need To explain 
All u need to know is diamonds 
Dancing on this d*** chain 
If I put this bread on yo head You better

on nun' but this is a classic
I'm movin' and flippin' ain't doin gymnastics
She crazy as shit but the head fantastic
Beam and suppressor we lovin'

I've been dreaming
See me in a min
Got some baddies
N my team
Right here
They with me
Oooooo
Mama
She believed me
She just wanna see mee
I am out

We gone win that’s something that I know yeah
Mama’s worried she don’t know where I’m going

They don’t wanna see me winning
Know they wanna see me