Lupe Fiasco

[fox69]

"Out Of My Head"
(feat. Trey Songz)

"Out Of My Head"
(feat. Trey Songz)



[Hook: Trey Songz]
Girl I want you to know (whoo)
I can't get you out of my head
My head my head (naawww)

Girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did
You did you did
But I love it

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Uh Uh
Everything hooks
Everything works, you're a real good cause
I'm a real good verse, freestyle unrehearsed
So clean no curse
And when the song's gone man everything hurts
So I put it in reverse
Go back to the scene where I seen you first
Yeah, I need you to sing that single again
Play that video I seen you up in
A hundred million scenes in my mind all day
Call in and request on the line always
Yeah, the president of your fan club
Leave them players all behind like a bad love

[Hook: Trey Songz]
Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head
My head my head (I can't get you out now)

Girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did
You did you did
But I love it (Wait)

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Playa need a minute
Like a time out in tennis 'for I finish
How'd I get in this
Maybe 'was your hair, maybe 'was your flair
Maybe it's the heels and the way you wear
Maybe it's your real and the way you care
You don't care if I'm ill or a millionaire
The only thing that matters that the feeling's there
Your smile is so bright it's like a grills in there
High off life, don't need a pill in there (nah)
You're killing me, I think I need a will in here
Got me feeling real skills impaired
Hard to describe why you're still in here

[Hook: Trey Songz]
Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head
My head my head

Girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did
You did you did
But I love it (but I love it)

[Bridge: Trey Songz & Lupe Fiasco]
Don't care what nobody say
Cause I like it girl
Might go crazy try'na figure this out love (but I like it girl)
Don't even know why I feel this way
Cause I like it girl
Caught up in something that I can't get out of (but we like it girl)

[Hook: Trey Songz]
Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head (I can't get you out now)
My head my head (said I can't get you out now)

Girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did
You did you did (you did you did you did)
But I love it

Girl I want you to know (I want you to know)
I can't get you out of my head (lupe)
My head my head (trey)
I want you to know (yeah)

Girl I want you to know (oh oh oh)
I don't even know what you did (just making sure)
You did you did (i don't even know)
But I love it
I can't get you out of my head (lupe, trey)
My head

 

[fox69]

"Outty 5000"

"Outty 5000"


Look look! Gander gander!
Its the young boy from the land of Lambda!
The Land of Lincoln , the Grand Theft Auto Chicago warn all the mics that he hardcore.
And he's thinking Rose buried to the area, spotlights,
Dancers dancers!
Pros who come in, answer answer,
His flow is like the Klu Klux versus the Panthers
Hahaaaaaaaa!
Hit the track like a heart attack
Cancer cancer, boogie man on the mic, and the band of Santas, and the easter bunny is the back up dancer.
They faintin in the stands gotta fan the fans uh.
Panties on the stage and the pampers are grandmas, cuz they love the way that I pamper the grammar.
Moonmen struttin down the ramp of the land-a.
Hes nuts with a cane Planters Planters!
Adjust my frames, tamper tamper!
I'm real, like Seinfeld, they ain't talking about nothin, George Canstanza. Louder louder, grander grander.
Cuff a friend, read it to em like Miranda.
The games endangered, Pandas Pandas, send orders to the reporters tell em pan the cameras.
You might get killed if you don't listen enough, well I guess I'm dead cuz I ain't listen to Puff, hahaaaaaaaaa!
Best believe our system it sucks, but a person like me don't believe in the system and such, naw I be rippin it up.
But for every pond there is different ducks.
I believe if you participate at a lower level you could a lot more done,
like working wit the alderman, but I ain't alterin this song to be a political statement lets take it back to the basement.
To the encore, the sold out tours, the more mores, and the standing ovations.
They be standing with more patience than the county on a Friday I did it my way

 

[fox69]

"Paris, Tokyo"

"Paris, Tokyo"


[Background talking]
(I know, I know but I gotta get up outta here,
You know, I gotta go pay these bills,
I got a show to do, you know?)

One time, for your mind.

[Chorus]
Let's go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.
Wherever I go she goes.

[Verse 1]
I love her
And I hate to leave her lonely
Ring ring went the Iphone, it was my homie
He said, "let's hit Japan,
If we can make 'em jam,
We can make a hundred grand,
Spend it in the south of France
Nothing further." I jumped,
Grabbed my go-yard trunk,
Got ready to 'walk it out,' like Unk
In my John Lennon chucks.
That's when I heard Murder
You're killin me, you're fillin me
With sorrow, sunrise, "goobye"'s,
And "missin you tomorrow"'s.
I turn to see my dream
Love supreme queen, meanest thing on the scene, cry.
I drop my bags in a flash
That's faster one eighty on that dash-er,
To dry your tears.
And wipe the rain from my dear like dash-er,
Use the dame who's the username to all my pass-words.
The reason I get fly as Ivan Jasp-er,
I even keep your picture in my pass-purt.
(love love)

[Chorus]
Let's go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.

Then we can land in the motherland,
Camelback across the desert sand.
Take a train, to Rome, or home,
Brazil, forreal.
Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.

[Verse 2]
So let's keep it, real,
All in't together, "free chill!"
Tell the stewardess to throw a movie, on the reel.
Heat up my kosher meal, exchange my dollar bills,
Lean back in my first-class seat, and sleep.
Don't wake me till I land, when they barely understand
What I speak, but they nod to my beats.
I tell my fans who I am and they stand and they clap
They applaud. They love me, my God.
"Otsukare-sama deshita" or maybe "au revoir,"
"A spree on Saint Henry," then back to Charles de Gaulle.
So I can get home and tell her everywhere that I been,
And, everything that I done, and,
Tell her that she's the one, and, um.

[Chorus]
Let's go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.

Then we can land in the motherland,
Camelback across the desert sand.
Take a train, to Rome, or home,
Brazil, forreal.
Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.

[Verse 3]
Uh.
Guess who's back in the, house,
With a bunch of souvenirs, and a smile for your mouth.
I really missed you, each and every night I kissed you
In my dreams, 'fore I went to sleep, to La-La land to count them sheep.
I swear you're lookin prettier than ever,
It's got to be a prophecy for us to stay together ever more.
For better or, less or poor, all worth the wait in buried treasure
X's on the shore.
I know my world tour's like war to you,
But Ian said, "Aloha," and Harley said, "Cheers!"
Julian said, "Bonjour!," Big O was like "Yeahhhhh!"
Amanda and Lemessie want to know when we goin there.
Edison sends his love, so does the rest of the club
Of the international play-boys and play-girls.
But I revoke my membership, all for My Tenderness,
She said, "Pursue your interests, 'cause even If
I'm ticketless, I'll be there, by your side,
In your heart and, on your mind."
So, as I taxi down another runway,
I gotcha, who loves you babe
Now bring it back, now, uh.

[Chorus]
Let's go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.

Then we can land in the motherland,
Camelback across the desert sand.
Take a train, to Rome, or home,
Brazil, forreal.
Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.

Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.

 

[fox69]

"Peace Of Paper / Cup Of Jayzus"

"Peace Of Paper / Cup Of Jayzus"


Sometimes dreams, peace of paper I got reams
Where the D go?, Put that on a rose and now you
Pronounce it hero, U see?
Lu see like La Brea & Pico, with binoculars on my peephole
I feel my best work was album zero
Now with Deniro its boo boo in my backyard and
Ben burnt down my gazebo that Deniro's ah casino
Wit spit in the sandwich of the police though
They ain't see the steel plate up under my seat though
Still play it like Shaquille but I can free throw
I ain't playing but I compete, I ain't a player but I'm complete
And that's the win winner mason mind can't sign if the pens Templar
Night vision on white linen is still green
Peace of Paper I got reams, make it rain
To make em smile, now rake it into piles
And go buy ya self some style, prom night/cat walk
Prepare the suit for weeks, or effortless as a Parisian
Walking down the street, I ain't in it
I just walking round some beats
Tongue in cheek, just talking round some teeth
Neighborhood watching
Made of good options, mastermind times
Neighborhood hoodie take the hood shopping
Back track to stolen plates
Whats a closed wallet to an open safe
Peace of Paper/Cup of Jayzus what we writing?
These ain't entendres these is secret indictments
Little secret excitements
For willing minds I'm feeling fine
Balling hard and killing rhymes
Knocking off bigs and stealing shines
Aw shawty/Sade is it crime?
To DMV everytime until I give em license
They waiting on lines
Peace of Paper I'm Kerry James
Commissions fly as the Constitution as a plane
Peace of Paper Cup of JAYZUS what we doing?
Pizza Lasers or Cup of Razors
What u choosing?
Choosy mothers choose the smoothest peanut butters
And more cognizant fathers do George Washington Carver
A break from the paper it means do u identify more
With what's being made or the maker?
I'm what's being chased
I'm not the chaser
Cup of JAYZUS Peace of Paper

Paper, paper make a plane & paper make it rain
But how fly is a paper plane in the rain?
I'm fly paper on the brain
This and 2 ply paper just ain't the same
I do do it for the bottom
In the air is where I stop em
Threw words like 2 birds, that's Batman and Robin
To answer all your hunches that's just how I throw my punches
We must somehow become a family that's why I throw em in bunches
Mushroom clouds or on the flo' with the fungus
If you look em up and down
From the foot to where he put his crown
The slow Pan to understand is Shaq on the shoulders of Yao
Over and over for miles,
Peace of Paper, Cup of JAYZUS made a movie
Thank God on Friday, then buy a ruby on Tuesday
A couple beats from Jay, a couple beats from Ye
& make Food for thought, that's a restaurant in a day!
It would behoove thee
The critics say that I fell off I acknowledge I slipped
But what do you call falling from space into a bottomless pit?
And not pit like Lui Kang can knock Baraka off with a hit
Knock it off for a bit
What would be really funny if I blew up after Drizzy
And started from the bottomless back to the topless like a watcher of Strips
Peace of Paper, Cup of JAYZUS,
Peace of Paper, Cup of JAYZUS, bout it, bout it
Don't let ya inner fears result in a outer coward
From baby showers to 80 flowers upon my coffin roof
The upper class glass is not filled up with the coughing proof
Be more P and step ya Yessirs Up
P-O-P! Jayzus a cup of Courage, I can't can't
Thats double negative it's 2 earls
They really nice but they'll never touch the cup its like I gave it two girls
This my odd future out in front Supreme shop
Fly as Rick Ross at a Wing Stop
Thought Kick Push was about drugs
Its not but just to be super sure
But from your perspective it might seem
Like Supreme out in front of Odd Future Store
So that skaters and skiers
Nose grinders and grinding up
Nose powders with ether
Not an Earl diss either but he might think it be and be like
"Lu's new should be Mr.Pure 2positive Shakur and 2 be sure he's
Not that really nice, That 2 girls and cup line sucked it really means
He gave himself a cup twice"
You just witnessed a double, a probable Odd Future diss in the future
And me ghostwritting my own rebuttals
You can't do that with a single cup
You gone need a couple, again you got a double
Got my shot on the rocks, but don't stop, keep pouring til it's a puddle
Peace of Paper Cup of JAYZUS what's the drive?
Greatest Rapper Alive or Greatest That Died?
Then on judgement day they say the greatest rapper revived
Oh look who's here the greatest rappers' arrived!!
At the birthday party the greatest rapper surprised!!!
Bumped into Doom the greatest rappers collide
Everybody dead but AZ the greatest rapper survived
I'm not the greatest rapper... the greatest rappers' a lie,
Got the same points as Lux the greatest rappers a tie
Told Jean, Foxy, & Rah the greatest rappers' a girl
They said the greatest rappers' a guy
Phone rang it was Ghost he said "Kiss the greatest rapper... Goodbye!"
Chris said Common, Common said Kweli, Talib said I'm sure it's Mos Definitely!!
Peace of Paper Cup of JAYZUS
Smack might have the greatest but now I'm just playing favorites
Playing flavored to be reminiscent of Miles on smack playing faded
PEACE OF.... these niggas is nice knees like these niggas aight
Shins like listen to them, ankles like shins making sense
Feet like why you running behind these niggas
They still trying to step inside ya prints
Bear trap rap don't step inside the clinch
Where da at? Don't jeopardize a better stride for limps
I exercise at length so electrify the fence
Let me inside the danger room on level 5 with weaponized defense
With an extra side of the next guys petty exercise attempts
The ghost of my career, better than most of what they revere
I take my targets and throw them back on my spear
I'm outta here

 

[fox69]

"Pick Up The Phone"
(feat. Eric Turner)

"Pick Up The Phone"
(feat. Eric Turner)



[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Uhh, I just need a minute to replenish who I am
And who I am is so dependent on exactly where we stand
I stand in any pose, anything but tippy-toes
But don't want you to feel smaller, always taller
Now I'm a cheerleader, she a baller
The difference in height isn't aight, I left my ego at the alter
Now every ring's a sting and everything I taught ya
Is coming back around to me, just like revolvers
And every single click is just hammering it home
Who knew Russian roulette involved answering the phone?
Until my signal dwindles or my channel is in roam
Or my cellphone dies or it's cancer in my dome
And dear nix the tone, as I pull my fuckin’ pain out
One of your short nodes, might blow my fuckin' brains out
But you ain't even pick up
Talking to myself, exactly what you sick of

[Pre-Hook 1: Eric Turner]
Feeling kinda restless
Did you get my message?
It's swirling around and so
No, don't tell me that you care
When I know you're standing there
I left the story of my life on your answering machine

[Hook: Eric Turner]
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the phone?
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the fuckin' phone?

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
We were like, if a tree falls in the forest and
No one is around, does it really make a sound?
That's romantic and profound, but now
We're like lumberjacks holding the axes that brung it down
So I'm now on your message, talm 'bout "Remember?"
Silence in return, that sound like 'Timber!"
There's some that can't see the forest because they're liars
But I can't see the forest cause of the fire
And in our prehistorics, the flowers was rooting for us
Brontosaurus ate the flowers, T-Rex ate the Brontosaurus
And then the T-Rex turned around and ate the florist
That's why I lost my FTD endorsements
But that's really not important
My sadness' a snitch, my melancholy informant
Despair wears a wire, my longing rapping a song
My worry is a rat, my lonely tapping the phone

[Pre-Hook 2: Eric Turner]
Feeling kinda restless
Did you get my message?
It's swirling around and so
I wanna give you reasons
Tell you what I'm feeling
But none of these lines are secure
No, don't tell me that you care
When I know you're standing there
I left the story of my life on your answering machine
My tears run off your shoes
Like waters from a goose
You try to wash off all the dirt
But your hands aren't getting clean

[Hook: Eric Turner]
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the phone?
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the fuckin' phone?

[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
The make-believers on receivers as you sit back and observe
As the rubber curly cord just absorbs all my words
Will you collect us then connect us or neglect us on the whole
Into the wall, then cross the wires on the telephone poles
Then bounces off the towers, then up into the satellites
Then falls down back to Earth to bring a broken heart back to life
Happens all the time, lost an appetite and lack of sleep
If it's dead and flatten line, I'll leave a message at the beep

[Hook: Eric Turner]
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the phone?
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello, are you there?
Hello, would you pick up the phone?
Would you pick up the phone?
Would you pick up the phone?
Hello, would you pick up the fuckin' phone?

 

[fox69]

"Popular Demand"

"Popular Demand"


It's Hirst/hearse verses and Murakami/murder coming rhyming
All my raps is (superflat), all your raps is super wack
Tell him that the future's back, DeLorean rolling down the block
You can call it shooting craps, and my roof is back
And my wings is up
Kingda Ka without Kahlua, so you ain't got to pour the king a cup
Young Yakuza but, none of my fingers cut
So I can still sip Red Zinger with my pinkies up
Made/maid man, you can call this cleaning up
I'm OCD, I never think it's clean enough
That's what defines me, I never think it's mean enough
Lines deeper than those waiting on a sneaker, cuz
You gone need two heads like the King of Clubs just to figure out the meaning of
I'm just achieving buzz so stay out of son/sun way like you're drinking blood
This is what it feels like to be in love

I mean come on, I mean look at what I'm dropping here
Do this for the block and the blogosphere
No, you ain't ready for the heavy, so I'll keep it light as jogging gear
I don't want the throne, I want the helicopter rocking chair
Jay gave me a co-sign like I was RocaWear, but be clear I'm not the air/heir
I'm the water, fire and the earth
That means I'm doing dirt, spitting flames and quenching thirst
And plus the real God has been on my side since birth
I hope that he forgives me, I hope I do his work in every single verse
Now I might do a dance, I might even jerk, tell them niggas don't hate
Only God is great, Enemy Of The State

 

[fox69]

"Pressure"
(feat. Jay-Z)

"Pressure"
(feat. Jay-Z)



[Lupe Fiasco]
Roc-A-Fella, 1st AND!!
Jay... Lupe!

Yeah, uhh
And so it seems that I'm, sewing jeans
And, 1st and 15 is just a sewing machine
So I, cut the pattern and I, sew in seams
And, button in this hustling then publically I'm Buddy Lee
There's no bustin them and cuffing them is like
ushering in the regime, they want me to make Prince pants
But I withstand, I ain't gotten into that
A little big in the waist, two-pocket on the back
Call them Nu-vi's, O.G.'s covered in blue dye
Give 'em the game, that's like giving chocolate to the fat
Look, how you think I got here?
That's the same game that came through where I lived as a kid
in the bad luck truck and threw boxes off the back
Made me a ripper, deliver like river
Content a little more thicker, slicker
Yeah, and they said oil and water don't mix
Now they all down at the beach washing off the fish
Was Blackbeard 'til I brought the Roc into your ships
YEAH!

[Chorus]
It's my life, my life - everything I do I do for you
I do it all for you - everything I say you know it's the truth
I'll say it is the truth - I'll take all the pressure of of you
Take pressure off of you; I'll take, the pressure off of you

[Lupe Fiasco]
YEAH!
Uhh, it's hella proper (proper)
Cause it sag so low you can see boxer, like a boxer's
That's the way that the Family's pants worn
Then we slide, and try and put 'em on
The stones in the pocket'll drag you down to Davy Jones locker
Beware if you wanna Roc the Knickerbocker
Other nigga from the block what, they was selling O's
like Wheel of Fortune, of imported cocaine
just to feel important, it was +Do or Die+
They was tired of being "Po' Pimps," now for sure
That was just a product of my common sense
I guess, I was just guessing like the consonants
Momma said beware of what the devil do
Tell 'em that your soul's not for sale like the W's
So go ahead and pirate, the highest
cannons make you leak like pirated my shh..
It's no shh.. it's just shh like quiet
And big homey's out of retirement

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Uhh, Young, uhh
So the pen is mightier than the sword my lord
My first picture was a line-up, now I'm on the Forbes
And I still remain the artiste through thees all
If you force my hand I'll be forced to "draw"
If the war calls for Warhols
Hope you got enough space on your hall's walls
I make niggaz murals, then escape the bureau's
investigation, out in Europe on vacation
I'm back for these puppies with the pound boy
(Blaow) Here's a round boy (blaow blaow) down boy
Sound boy, you don't wanna soundclash loud noise
leave niggaz paranoid if not paralyzed
Which means you can't walk in my shoes
Too much green you can't talk in my hue
Extend the team, nigga holla at Lu'
1st and 15th, that's my cue, I'm through

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Prisoner 1 & 2"
(feat. Ayesha Jaco)

"Prisoner 1 & 2"
(feat. Ayesha Jaco)



["Prisoner 1"]

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[Fela Kuti:]
King... We are kings of African music, we are kings. Because music...is the king of all professions

N.U. music

Mislaid plan make a mess made
Damnation, let's play hands and spades
That's without, a boycott and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in with a fist out
From the "welcome home" to the kick out
Reach into a rabbit, pull a trick out
Preacher preaching to a faggot with his dick out
Hard times call for armed time
Sick, sick, sick eyes from the nose pressure
Police snip, zip ties on the protesters
Six wives in the fry of a molester
Met him at a caviar bar out in Odessa
Dirty needles breaking all the old records
A hundred hoes, one shovel and some old treasure
Ole Zeke use teeth as a gold tester
Finger rolls, finger waves, closet full of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a whole suit for some cold weather
New sale, two L's and some old letters
Now he doing double life, while she lead a double life
Man, he need another wife
New approach might help a nigga bowl better
New hoes might help a nigga hold together
Or will the new lane lead em' to the same pen
And the hunger strike in em' to the same tin

[Hook:]
Love is looking over various errors
And hate is habitually accelerating terror
Everywhere but the mural
I just wanna be collected when I call God damn
I don't wanna be accepted; not as all as I am
Visitor, visitor, prisoner, prisoner, land

Getting slammed from the protest, no food
Force fed him like OB with a nose tube
Visions say consult the yogi with the gold shoes
With the Rollie going bowling for the old school
I need more for the Michaels
That's a loss for the class, and a score for the rifles
Three hots and a cot, and some cops
Trying to find dinosaurs in the Bible
It's all quiet in the jail-house
Then they ride in to find the empty cells out
They was looking for the swords, they was looking for the swords
I'm just looking at they feet, cause I'm looking for the lord
Looking in the library, looking at the law
10 years deep, now I'm looking at the bar
Claim sovereignty, because I'm bunkin' with the moors
They degenerate, they ain't looking at the game
They just looking at the scores, they be putting on my books
Cause I'm looking at the stars, trade a shank for some crank
Now I'm looking at a war, BGF got the yard
AB got the kitchen, snitches on PC
MM on a mission, but CO's got the prison
God got us all, God set us free
God is the key, but the guards got the doors

[Hook]

Punching on the glass
Scared that some killer might fuck him in the ass
Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna take away the visits
Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the shank around on a mop string
They had to pull him out the cell with a SWAT Team
That's a cop team, they sent hella cops, to stop, the helicoptering
Man, he thought that he'd fly away, like a kite, take flight
Like a letter on a string, like propellers on a wing
But the kite was the key
They made electric chairs for his dying days
Last meals, no appeals for him to try and stay
On Death Row like Suge and the late Pac
Maybe he could dig a tunnel out of A Block
And wear gloves for the razor-wired gate top
Scared thugs going crazy in a caged box
Looking at the world through the TV
And they gone, rapping over beats from the tabletops
Ay! That's how it is in a police state
When your life is just a number and release date
When you're rehabilitated so correctly
And let's hope that's how you're living when you're set free

[Hook]

["Prisoner 2"]

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[Ayesha Jaco:]
The orange wings of the new Jim Crow are dyed Klansman sheets and court papers, Dreadlocks nooses hang from his neck as the new Jim Crow Corporations feed him seeds, yet unborn
He’ll be captured by Mya, in a ruby-encrusted cage
I see the light at the end of the tunnel, and answers that I leave in empty pages to be written. Where is your pen? The new Jim Crow

They sell they souls
They sell their selves
They ain't twelve, they old
Niggas old as hell
Old as jail, old as cells
Sold so much salt, ain't no more salt on the shelves
You a prisoner too, you living here too
You just like us, til' your shift get through
You could look like us, you know shit get through
You should be in cuffs like us, you should get strike 2
You should get like life, you should get like woo!
You should get that twice! You should get refused
The open road, that's no parole, and no control
Over your own soul, so control, your own remote control, that your folks can hold

[Hook x2:]
You better watch these niggas (un garde)
If it was up to me, I would never unlock these niggas
Wouldn't rehabilitate, man, I would just box these niggas and throw away the key,
I'd throw away the key like the coast guard watching me
(I'd throw away the keys) [x3]

Better watch these niggas (un guarde)

5th year with the DOC
You can see what's CO see
Robocop opt his COP
3 hots and a C-O-T
Lived in a small town, his whole life
Never left, soundin' like the hole, right?
Either working at the prison, or it's no lights
In the system working with the po-lice
In the prison stripping niggas phone rights
Got a malice, on the other side of the bars
Watching niggas get smart, watching niggas get strong
Watching niggas get home, he jail us
But deep down he jealous
With each sweep down, he tell us
With each beat down, he help us
Wrong one gon' knock his ass out though
It's why he gotta lock all the niggas out for
Warden told the boy he better calm down
Step back from the brink and put the bomb down
But how the whole world in your palm sound?
It's why they treat niggas like shit
Writing raps to the taps, keep the face mask on 'em these niggas might spit!

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Promise"

"Promise"


Promise, yeah
I promise, I promise, I promise, I promise, yeah
I promise these niggas ain't honest
Promise, but I keep it real
I keep it a hundred, I promise
I keep it a hundred, I promise
I keep it a thousand, I promise
I keep it ten thousand, I promise
I'm keepin' it honest, I promise
I'm keepin' it honest, I'm keepin' it honest, I promise
Repeat it, repeat it, repeat it
'Cause niggas, they know that they need it
I think that they fallin' off, they can not keep it?

Honest
I'm crossin' my heart and I'm hopin' to die
I promise, I promise, and they don't know why
I promise, I promise, I don't be gettin' high
I'm sober, I'm sober, I'm sober, I'm sober
No champagne, no vodka, no, none of that, man
Tell you I keep me a heater, I keep me a heater, believe it
I won't lead 'em wrong, said I won't lead 'em wrong
They know what I'm on, and they know what I'm on

I promise, yeah
I promise, I promise, I promise, I promise, yeah
I promise these niggas ain't honest
Promise, but I keep it real
I keep it a hundred, I promise
I keep it a hundred, I promise
I keep it a thousand, I promise
I keep it ten thousand, I promise
I'm keepin' it honest, I promise
I'm keepin' it honest, I'm keepin' it honest, I promise
Repeat it, repeat it, repeat it
'Cause niggas, they know that they need it
I think that they fallin off, they can not keep it

Promise
I ran through the paper, I ran through the paper (yeah)
I bought me Ferraris, I bought me some haters
More money more problems, more money more problems
But I got the choppers and I will go solve 'em
I try keep it peaceful, I try keep it peaceful
And stay away from people, I stay away from people
Be solo, be solo, my niggas is gone (yeah)
When I'm not in the streets you can find me at home

Promise, yeah
I promise, I promise, I promise, I promise, yeah
I promise these niggas ain't honest
Promise, but I keep it real
I keep it a hundred, I promise
I keep it a hundred, I promise
I keep it a thousand, I promise
I keep it ten thousand, I promise
I'm keepin' it honest, I promise
I'm keepin' it honest, I'm keepin' it honest, I promise
Repeat it, repeat it, repeat it
'Cause niggas, they know that they need it
I think that they fallin off, they can not keep it

Honest, yeah
I ran with the killers, the hustlers, the gamblers (yeah)
I'm telling you Sway that I do have the answers (yeah)
Just ask me a question, I'll give you the truth (yeah)
I got me a Benzy it ain't got a roof
I'm smart but I'm poor, I'm smart but I'm poor (yeah)
I'm keeping my bars up, I'm keeping my bars up (yeah)
I try to do good 'cause I don't like the karma
But you never know so I bought me some armor

Promise, yeah
I promise, I promise, I promise, I promise, yeah
I promise these niggas ain't honest
Promise, but I keep it real
I keep it a hundred, I promise
I keep it a hundred, I promise
I keep it a thousand, I promise
I keep it ten thousand, I promise
I'm keepin' it honest, I promise
I'm keepin' it honest, I'm keepin' it honest, I promise
Repeat it, repeat it, repeat it
'Cause niggas, they know that they need it
I think that they fallin off, they can not keep it
Honest

 

[fox69]

"Pu$$y (RNT)"
(feat. Billy Blue)

"Pu$$y (RNT)"
(feat. Billy Blue)



[Verse 1 - Lupe Fiasco:]
Lord have Murcielagos waiting on the nigga
At the end when the time come
Get the drop on the weed spot
Like there's too much water in the tea pot, huh
Lord have Murcielagos on the poor, nigga, pour, nigga
They adore the event of war
Down force on the doors of adored niggas
Does the Lord like to thank award winners?
And the war winners'll rewards inner
Or the all-enders ain't the pure chemists
So the form in this can be raw in this like the porn business
Keen to king 'til the, 'til the pawn hit us
If he goes, half a million sold, sold the soul, going gold
In the end will it go to the pawn business?
You ain't doing nothing with it
Let a nigga get it for the low-low-low-low
Lames tried to form it, brains couldn't storm it like a Ororo-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro
In the Philippines eating chicken wings, smothered with adobo-dobo-dobo-do
Vatos, fiascos, vocos locos like a cho-lo-lo-lo
Gadget go, go, go, go, go
Ratchet ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Santa ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
K-Ci, Jo-Jo-Jo-Jo-Jo
Brown skin brother in a fed box at the hell lil' nigga live there for months
Except these young, black males wouldn't drive if you give them trucks
Nigga, nigga, nigga what
I don't give a, give a, give a, fuck
With a, with a, with a mind full of money, pockets full of nothing
Niggas gonna feel what a nigga feel
Always been a winner ever since beginner
All the way to the end and never ever been a pussy

[Hook x4 - Billy Blue:]
Pussy nigga, pussy pussy nigga, pussy pussy nigga get fucked
Real nigga, Twitter, what?

[Verse 2 - Lupe Fiasco:]
Lord, please keep these diablo niggas off a nigga mind
Lord, please keep these diablo niggas off a nigga spine
Lord, please keep me Fiasco outta rest of these nigga lie
These nigga lie, these nigga lie, these nigga lie, these nigga lie
Lord, please forgive me for the sinning
Sinning please forgive me for the snitching to the Lord
Openin' for businesses to the ribbon niggas wanting to get in, open up the doors
Son wanna feel 'em, open up the ceiling
Niggas start tripping, open up the floor
Trap like Indiana Jones looking for a map
That I sketched on the back on one of my raps under my hat
Coffin is the cousin to the bed that's under my back
Dream so real niggas die taking one of my naps
Mattress full of money, monster under that sheets full of raps
Comfort for the weak, sleep for the whack
Party while you slumber, tell 'em money coming, jump in my sack
Niggas wanna exercise, exercise I-X-I ain't no jumpin' my jack
If I lift an arm I'mma lift a car, nigga, that's a gun in my lap
Hurdle to the tire, chariots of fire
I'm a flyer, take you under my flap
Is he going nuts? Is he going bolts?
No, going both running my track
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga what
I just figure, figure, figure you gon' be a nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga what
And since niggas is faster than them white folks on the tracks
White folks tightrope, like both, I could be a sprintin' nigga
Nik Wallenda, runnin' over rap
I higher, higher wire, you a wire on a power pad running over that
Running over that, running over that, running over that, running over that
Five time winner, five-nine, fine line thinner
Einstein mind, mind bender
Fine dine, nine, wine, find cocaine in my mind's antenna
Pussy!

[Hook]