Lyrics:
This is the house that Jack built, y'all
Remember this house
This was the land that he worked by hand
It was the dream of an upright man
There was
I put them in a house, to keep them safe
This night
I still remember our stories
Your golden eyes will never bore me
I'm still by your side
it's name
What's your sin
Say it again
As the ghost pass by
Can you still follow me?
It must be sane
When it's on TV
I raise my hands
in the Kremlin
But who rules them?
There's a child in the White House
A fool at number ten
Can you believe our lives are
Driven by these men?
Before
or our drop Mercedes? (Uh-huh, uh, uh)
Baby, baby
I was in one bedroom, dreaming of a million
Now I'm in beach houses, cream to the ceiling (that's
the moan
I be throwing stones while your house still getting blown
And I just hit the plug, dropped the weed of with a drone
I just passed my class, and then
whatever
Hands up in the air if you dare we don't care
If it brings you to your knees it's alright by me
Love will find you still it's in His will 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
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sitting on top
the years
Good thing for video
And as we walk our way, through the world
I'll have you by my side
A house full of memories
And a cloudy day (a cloudy day)
wet our tongues until our legs gave out
We'd watch the sun fall down
Inch by inch
We'd crawl our way back into your house
I still remember you
Look so
down our whole street
Now there's a bank where the house was we shared back in school
Remember we both have each other to thank
For all the boyfriends
just cannot sit still
They're driven by the power of mighty
Wanderlust
Wherever we go, god, we're trying so hard
To make every place feel like home
that ask me for money knowin' I'm in debt
And like my wife said, I still didn't say no
People tryna say I'm goin' crazy on Twitter
My friends' best
and night I used to all you (call you, yeah)
We were best friends, we put our chips all in (oh)
We bet we'd never be separated by no men (no men)
What I
She would still be mine
You must be married now
In some suburban house are you happy now?
Do you ever think back to those times?
It was so innocent
Do
Call me Nash, not Steve hoe
Big Daddy Cool Diesel
Pulling through
With the big boot
Train gon steam through
My competition like the Royal rumble
Break
livin' and still dead
Tell you all about it, rag blue but bleed red
Tell you all about it, TV done got us all
Tell you all about it
Ha, ha ha, ha ha,
left together, lets make some more
The kids all grew up and they moved away
Our big old house it’s so quiet these days
Come sit by the fire and watch
the way we look in our jeans
Sittin' on my stoop with my needle and thread
Got a stiff from jerkin' my head
Bound to hurt somebody by the way she switches
plans witnessed a man die
Was only fifteen, should've been a beauty queen, still
See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killed
Little girl,
or our drop Mercedes? (Uh-huh, uh, uh)
Baby, baby
I was in one bedroom, dreaming of a million
Now I'm in beach houses, cream to the ceiling (that's
of it might still
Somehow make me a better man
I've started something I can't finish
And I barely leave the house, it's true
I keep a wrap on my
money
And strained his sanity
But through diligence and dedication
He set them free
He paid for his safety by selling our mankind
As blood rained down,
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