Lyrics:
goin' Super Saiyan just to represent the family
I think that's why the haters can't stand me
I'm not the socialite type, but my vocals quite right
I'm
verse: tryna be the troph back to the crib
hate or love it, that’s how it is
ain’t no pressure if we up or down by 10
i know we gone come back for
the contraband
They done control the band of information
Leading to education to a brainwaves pulsatin'
They said "Fuck the Environment!"
For so long
a love that doesn't bend,
And if there is eternity I'd love you there again.
Oh, can't you see that you were born to stand by my side
And I was born
to make a name for himself
The townspeople wanted to crush that kid down and string him up by the neck
Well, the marshal, now he beat that kid to a bloody
fellow 'man)
Now is the time
(It's time to step up and do what's right; It's time to get up and join the fight)
For us to understand
(It's time to wake up
And then I was taking the pictures
but the exposure thing wasn't right
and I was going to call Fred or Gerry
to find out how to get set it
I was too late
mind
When I picked it up and said hello
This foot came through the line
Well, by this time I was fed up
At tryin' to make a stab
At bringin' back
And then I was taking the pictures
but the exposure thing wasn't right
and I was going to call Fred or Gerry
to find out how to get set it
I was too late
, and still keep from gettin' wet up
You know, it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Said it ain't no hope for
pickup drove up. It had KC lights, tractor tires,
everything but the CB. It was a life-size Hot Wheels car for some dumb rich kid,
right. Well, they
turned me to a fucking man (21)
Living by the code, I don't talk to police (never)
Stand up when I'm pissing, can't no nigga ho me (pussy)
Rapping like
it up
Bring the roof down and holla
If you tipsy, stand up
DJ, turn it louder
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
in the gutter and walk on by
Wake up, little Suzie, let's go for a drive
Cross the Trinity River, let's keep hope alive
Turn the radio on, don't
Ugh, what up y'all?
Yeah (Soundtrakk, what's poppin', baby?)
Y'all ain't know
I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco
Representin' that First
hometown, and they said he was divine
But Jesus scorned that kind of stuff, it was the last thing on his mind.
Stand up little Jesus, stand up little Jesus
and squeeze
Critics expecting me to underachieve
I just deal with the hate I receive
By rolling back my sleeves
Sure was a breeze, I bring him right to his
I wanna talk and see your face
There’s a time and there’s a place
A lot of people said to me, Duncan
There’s no such thing as eternity
You can stand
The thing she said in the final bout
Laid me low really knocked me out
She waved to the crowd without a scratch
The heartache champion of this love
wrongs
And God knows there were wrongs
I should've been long gone, but when I
Made you that promise
For better or worse I said I'd
Stand by your side
to get to the commas
Niggas they mad, 'cause I'm big as Obama
Put that on my gang, put that right on my mama
Watch out for snakes 'cause these niggas,
the yopper, and I tore they ass up)
Can't detour when you at war with your city, why run for?
Just ride with me, just die with me, that gun store right there
said, but I set precedents
And the standards and they can't stand it
My name shoulda been bastard, the shit shoulda been plastered
On my forehead with
for an eye
Like if I took a life
Then it's fair I die
I'm just tryna get by so why
Do I have to tell you how I feel
I grip pose stand close then I kill
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