Sunday, March 16, 2008

Lupe=The Truth

Read these lyrics and tell me what other rapper will put out lyrics like this...Ever...Lupe is really on a whole 'notha level. 


"Theme Music to a Drive-By" by Lupe Fiasco

Ugh, I can't feel a feel nigga pain, devious skill 
that make a strong will 
nigga wayne since a lil nigga hang with the killers and distributers 
they cane they dismemberers of switchas then refill it with the jane 
then they tilt it and they lit with a flame then they took a pull that kill her 
to tha brain like (inhale noise) ah 
evil minded like crane 
they became deranged like the rover that I rolled 
that was the waynes that I drove when I was a little bit older 
mayne declaring war on the deck like they the joker 
all while they duckin from bruce wayne 
while they poker with the devil 
and our moonlitten ghetto 
hello my name stickers on the stickers of the veins 
in rehab remembering the feelings when they used to get mellow 
when they was all back of a nigga like monachello 
when the underworld had to be smarter than donatello 
no honour amongst fellows 
it's harder than sittin with a blind man and tryin to describe yellow 
got me feelin like killer joe 
my life the album 
know the classics by heart and exactly how the filler go 
repeat it on my way to the liquor store, chocolate 

(Lupe talkin in background) 
what's up, what's down what down, you know, how are you (..) what you in for? (..) stupid niggas 

(Lupe talkin) 
you know I'm sayin, it's why I do what I do, I be aight, we all be aight, we just gotta learn how to stay in our lane and do what we know how to do. you know 

cuz I can't feel the feel 
niggas chains 
though I covered mine, so I covered mine in bling 
then I bumped into a bum and covered mine in shame 
then I bumped into a hun and uncovered mine again 
diamonds been underminded mayne, they give a nigga with no mac another kinda game 
see money talks in another kinda slang 
detectives can't decipher as they listen through the wire as I accept the call 
and listen to the life of 
gettin religion and makin voodoo in the sink of your cell 
recitin il-faatihah in the kitchen 
in deed on his deem and in addittion to doin dishes 
listen as I schooled on the rules to rule 
fuel of fools, the obstacles, the cool 
had to slow it down homey 
chopped and screwed 
blow it down for me 
sticks and stones make the homes 
only god's words can stop the wolves 
and don't fraternise with pigs those kids will think your stool 
not at the bar but tryin to put him behind the bar like a bartender 
he laid the law like the bar so I put it in a bar for dude 
he said borrow my jewels and bar the fools 
cuz they a playa like the space bar and twos 
theme music to a drive-by, put it in your car and cruise 



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