Lupe Fiasco] Check!One, TwoAhh. Naw![Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Your attention please, your attention I need itSo I can sit you in a position from which I see itWhere Im seated is scenic Heavy-weighter, slim as the Machinist, so bulimic Which means you somewhere in between it I take it back for you like the Wild Stallions (Wyld Stallyns) of San DimasIm in the market for low-mile 360 MedinasAnd a good organic cleaners My car always a winner Your cars always pity We should call it Stanley Steamers Most of my friends in gangs My new nickname is Ghengis Khan But without the Ye, but his last names my side I ride with the demeanors (the meanest) Im armed to the teeth Youre Venus and youve never been to the Dinas (dentist) School of Hard Knocks, I dean itI done it, as well as a celebrated alumnus I donate to the campus and my names on the arenas But you cant bring it to my court Not even with subpoenas Cause you cant play my sport But you can still cheer-lead us And you cant sit there That sections for the seniors And the ***y senoritas So just move up to the bleachers How you gonna school me when I grew up with your teachers I know that you cant hear me Cause I blew up all the speakers And the power line is hanging Cause I threw up all the sneakers I ate up the imposters And I chewed through all the pizzas I blacked out with a black card And I maxed out all the Visas[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco] UhhAccreditation so prestigious Just walk across my stage Your life will be completed Dont need financial aid Cause this is just some free **** You been properly prepared Throw your hats up in the air Im red hot, Chilly, (Red Hot Chili) Im Anthony KiedisMy spirit smells teenage And Chi-towns feelin excellent We hit them with the PresidentSee we set the precedent I dont feel Im bestI just feel Im better than[Chorus: Thom Yorke/Radiohead] Everyone Everyone Around Here Everyone is so near So alone So alone[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco] See I dont disagree This is just a grievance This aint dissin This is civil disobedience How you gon make hip-hop Without all the ingredients? Lot of mouths to feed Plus a lot of greediness And that greed, outshines the neediness What n-ggas need is some question they authority And tune out all the TV sh-tAnd we be this So I give em more You see I did it for[Chorus: Thom Yorke/Radiohead] Everyone Everyone is so near Everyone has got the fear So alone So alone[Verse 4: Lupe Fiasco] Yeah I am back up on the airwaves Feelin like a Soldier, and I aint talking where the Bears play Flair, look how I Fred Astaire (further stair) down the staircases Finna be a hair-raisin tortoise versus hare race So you should hang around here (hair) like some earrings I know attentions all about how you pair things So when I want them to hear me out I just sit them next to some pictures of Rosa splitting with her titties out And whats written on her titties is what its really about Then her vagina is some poor kids from ChinaNipples nuclear missiles Ass is a daughter without a dad Back is like Afghanistan, IraqHealth care hair Drive by thighs Education lips HIV eyesEnvironment feet Justice get her so wet, brains get you brains You can f-ck her if you protest But before you bust in her face, finish listenin to the tape Enemy of the State[End]
Lupe Fiasco] Check!One, TwoAhh. Naw![Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Your attention please, your attention I need itSo I can sit you in a position from which I see itWhere Im seated is scenic Heavy-weighter, slim as the Machinist, so bulimic Which means you somewhere in between it I take it back for you like the Wild Stallions (Wyld Stallyns) of San DimasIm in the market for low-mile 360 MedinasAnd a good organic cleaners My car always a winner Your cars always pity We should call it Stanley Steamers Most of my friends in gangs My new nickname is Ghengis Khan But without the Ye, but his last names my side I ride with the demeanors (the meanest) Im armed to the teeth Youre Venus and youve never been to the Dinas (dentist) School of Hard Knocks, I dean itI done it, as well as a celebrated alumnus I donate to the campus and my names on the arenas But you cant bring it to my court Not even with subpoenas Cause you cant play my sport But you can still cheer-lead us And you cant sit there That sections for the seniors And the ***y senoritas So just move up to the bleachers How you gonna school me when I grew up with your teachers I know that you cant hear me Cause I blew up all the speakers And the power line is hanging Cause I threw up all the sneakers I ate up the imposters And I chewed through all the pizzas I blacked out with a black card And I maxed out all the Visas[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco] UhhAccreditation so prestigious Just walk across my stage Your life will be completed Dont need financial aid Cause this is just some free **** You been properly prepared Throw your hats up in the air Im red hot, Chilly, (Red Hot Chili) Im Anthony KiedisMy spirit smells teenage And Chi-towns feelin excellent We hit them with the PresidentSee we set the precedent I dont feel Im bestI just feel Im better than[Chorus: Thom Yorke/Radiohead] Everyone Everyone Around Here Everyone is so near So alone So alone[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco] See I dont disagree This is just a grievance This aint dissin This is civil disobedience How you gon make hip-hop Without all the ingredients? Lot of mouths to feed Plus a lot of greediness And that greed, outshines the neediness What n-ggas need is some question they authority And tune out all the TV sh-tAnd we be this So I give em more You see I did it for[Chorus: Thom Yorke/Radiohead] Everyone Everyone is so near Everyone has got the fear So alone So alone[Verse 4: Lupe Fiasco] Yeah I am back up on the airwaves Feelin like a Soldier, and I aint talking where the Bears play Flair, look how I Fred Astaire (further stair) down the staircases Finna be a hair-raisin tortoise versus hare race So you should hang around here (hair) like some earrings I know attentions all about how you pair things So when I want them to hear me out I just sit them next to some pictures of Rosa splitting with her titties out And whats written on her titties is what its really about Then her vagina is some poor kids from ChinaNipples nuclear missiles Ass is a daughter without a dad Back is like Afghanistan, IraqHealth care hair Drive by thighs Education lips HIV eyesEnvironment feet Justice get her so wet, brains get you brains You can f-ck her if you protest But before you bust in her face, finish listenin to the tape Enemy of the State[End]
