Lyrics:
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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!
Fort Minor, Minor
Fort Minor, Minor, Minor...
[Lupe Fiasco][Chorus]
Uh, spraypaint and ink pens
I use to write in every color I think in
To paint
[Lupe Fiasco]
Your attention please, your attention I need it
So I can sit you in a position from which I see it
Where I'm seated is scenic
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
Me and Lupe Fiasco, Hollywood, California
Palm trees, Hollywood lights
Enjoy the show
Before we take it back, I need everybody in the building
their toddlers
That's more backwards than European opinions
Of Africans I had to let go of others
Opinions of me to be free
But for my curtain
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
our eyes wide
Goofy like we painted by Pablo Picasso
Fiasco fiasco, in the mornin' hit Roscoe's
Say hi to Obama eatin' chicken and waffles
But my eyes
a ride for days
no I don't miss and I sho' don't graze
Bring what you got and I bet it don't phase
I'm a trill ass nigga man it's in my ways
And then you watch your life flash by
Hopin' things will turn around your way
There isn't a lovin' thing I can say
There isn't a lovin' thing I can do
I spread my bread around now, like Jackies Roundhouse
The bed spread gets torn to shreds, I made Rapunzel
Bow down
I’m liftin up legs
An scramblin
fight my inner demons
Whoa
This isn't life it's like I must be dreamin
Whoa
Trapped in these walls I know I need my freedom
Whoa
My heart doesn't stop it
life
I stand it all alone
Accept my way of living
I live it on my own
It's my life
I try to be so free
'cause freedom is the promise
Of my destiny
It's
fighting demons inside still got me leading this life
It still isn’t easy to find freedom from feeling deprived
Even though the music theraputic I use it
rapping I left mouths open, right
Felt like every stage was a new page
Felt like I had a way just like Lupe
But every day was a fiasco
Actually it was kind
And then you watch your life flash by
Hopin' things will turn around your way
There isn't a lovin' thing I can say
There isn't a lovin' thing I can do
senators, deputies of the State Duma
Dear citizens of Russia!
The unbreakable union
Was broken all the way
A thousand years of slavery
Will lead any slaves
what you hear
A bunch of nonsense all in my ear
Rich man, poor man, we all gotta pay
Cause freedom ain't free
Especially 'round my way
And we marvel
you been in my position
Popping prescriptions to fuck with your vision
I know what is real so don’t tell me what isn’t
Baby I’m back in the building
I've never been free
I can only share my vision with you of the future, about what freedom is
Uh, the way I see it, freedom is,
Is the right to grow,
Than about what it is, cause I've never been free
I can only share my vision with you of the future
About what freedom is
Uh, the way I see it
story
Feelin' by myself sometimes
Makin' it so hard to stay
Look around
This can't be life
Wishing I could find my way
way out of my depth
When I attempt even to
Comprehend the complexity
Of shifting the production of a
Country from war to peace but if somehow
All those
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