Lupe Fiasco

[fox69]

"Beautiful Lasers (2 Ways)"
(feat. MDMA)

"Beautiful Lasers (2 Ways)"
(feat. MDMA)



[MDMA:]
There's only 2 ways out of here
You're way too late, you'll be trapped here forever
There's only 2 ways out of here
One's through the door, the other's through me

[Lupe Fiasco:]
Sometimes living in a world like this
It's pretty hard not to go insane
Not pretty if you don't comply
Pretty easy if you don't complain
Stand there like you don't feel pain
No tears in the face of defeat
Pretend til the end that you don't fear change
Don't admit that your faith is weak
Don't say that you feel like dying
Life's hard then it feels like diamonds
Your home's just far too gone
Much too late to even feel like trying
Can't understand what I'm saying
Can't figure out what I'm implying
If you feel you don't wanna be alive
You feel just how I am
I'm on the dark side
And you can't come find him
How when it's light all around you
Yeah, But it's dark all inside him
No winners when it's me against me
One of us just ain't gonna survive
My heart been broke for a while
Your's been the one keepin' me alive

[MDMA:]
There's only 2 ways out of here
You're way too late, you'll be trapped here forever
There's only 2 ways out of here
One's through the door, the other's through me

[Lupe Fiasco:]
This world is such a fucked up place
My mind's such a fucked up shape
Everything down here sucks
Maybe what's up there is great
We all gotta go one day
I just wanna cut to the chase
I wanna stop these nightmares
I just wanna touch your face
All you see is all my feats (feets)
All I see is all my flaws
All I hear is all my demons
Even through your applause
All you see is all my flights
Well all I see is all my falls
All you see is all my rights
All I see is all my wrongs
Door, keep telling me to fight
Gun on my table telling me to come on
Telling me to to put him inside my hand
Then put it up right next to my dome
Door keep telling me to find a reason
Anything to keep me from squeezing
Simplest things, yea you really like summer
You really like music, you really like reading
Love!
I can't win if it's me against me
One of us ain't gonna survive
And my heart been broke for a while
Yours been the one keepin' me alive
Yours been the one keepin' me alive
Yours been the one keepin' me alive

[MDMA:]
There's only 2 ways out of here
You're way too late, you'll be trapped here forever
There's only 2 ways out of here
One's through the door, the other's through me

 

[fox69]

"Bitch Bad"

"Bitch Bad"


[Intro:]
Yeah
I say bitch bad, woman good, lady better
Hey, hey, hey, hey

[Verse 1:]
Now imagine there's a shawty, maybe five maybe four
Ridin' 'round with his mama listening to the radio
And a song comes on and a not far off from being born
Doesn't know the difference between right and wrong
Now I ain't trying to make it too complex
But let's just say shawty has an undeveloped context
About the perception of women these days
His mama sings along and this what she says
"Niggas I'm a bad bitch, and I'm bad bitch
Far above average"
And maybe other rhyming words like cabbage and savage
And baby carriage and other things that match it
Couple of things that are happenin' here
First he's relatin' the word "bitch" with his mama, comma
And because she's relatin' to herself, his most important source of help,
And mental health, he may skew respect for dishonor

[Hook:]
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
(I'm killin' these bitches)
Uh, tell 'em
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
They misunderstood
(I'm killin' these bitches)

[Verse 2:]
Yeah, now imagine a group of little girls nine through twelve
On the internet watchin' videos listenin' to songs by themselves
It doesn't really matter if they have parental clearance
They understand the internet better than their parents
Now being the interent, the content's probably uncensored
They're young, so they're maleable and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe with no relevance
Until that intelligence meets their favorite singer's preference
"Bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches
That's all I want and all I like in life is bad bitches, bad bitches"
Now let's say that they less concerned with him
And more with the video girl acquiescent to his whims
Ah, the plot thickens
High heels, long hair, fat booty, slim
Reality check, I'm not trippin'
They don't see a paid actress, just what makes a bad bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Disclaimer: This rhymer, Lupe's not usin' bitch as a lesson
But as a psychological weapon
To set in your mind and really mess with your conceptions
Discretions, reflections, it's clever misdirection
Cause, while I was rappin' they was growin' up fast
Nobody stepped in to ever slow 'em up, gasp
Sure enough, in this little world
The little boy meets one of those little girls
And he thinks she a bad bitch and she thinks she a bad bitch
He thinks this respectfully, she thinks of that sexually
She got the wrong idea, he don't wanna fuck her
He thinks she's bad at being a bitch like his mother
Momma never dress like that, come out the house, hot mess like that
Ass, titties, dress like that
All out to impress like that
Just like that, you see the fruit of the confusion
He caught in a reality, she caught in an illusion
Bad mean good to her, she really nice and smart
But bad mean bad to him, bitch don't play your part
But bitch still bad to her if you say it the wrong way
But she think she a bitch, what a double entendre

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
You're misunderstood
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, greatest motherhood
(I'm killin' these bitches)

 

[fox69]

"Blackout"

"Blackout"


I'm feelin' like
I ain't feelin' right
I'm feelin' like
I'm feelin' fly
Right in the sky
Unidentified
Flying object
That a sinners hide
You can get a ride
Just get in line
Hand by your heart
Like memorize
Ask God please
Could you energize?
Beam on up
To the Enterprise
From the inner-city
Or the winter-city
Where's Mini-mini?
Not Mini-me's
Only Mini-me's
Not a lot of hymns
Only one eye
Whole lot of them
Saw a cyclops
That's a eye clock
Like a Rolex
With a eye patch
See what I got
Matches on the wall
Plus a crazy flow
Suicide watch
I'm just killin' time
Plus I'm insane
In a straight jacket
But it's Romanelli
I'm just gettin' back
For now it's kinda poor
Want to have things
Couldn't afford a Pelle
So don't mind me
'cause I ain't got a mind
I don't front hard
I ain't got a mind
I'm just gettin' mine
But don't step here
Because it's unbear
That I didn't find
Nympho mo' top
Like a Mohawk
I remember when
I was so not
It was no locks
Man I couldn't ball
I was so bald
Robocop
I was Mr. Clean
Now I'm Mr. T
But a different team
F & F rules
Call me F.I.
From the west side
And I'm underground
Pepperin' you fool (yeah homey)

Creepin' on her, come up mystery, we gonna rewrite that
Left for a minute but I tell you I'll be right back
I know you're slummin' and you feel me want to be like that
Well you can't see me, that's 'cause everything is black
(Black [x7])

And I'm feelin' good
Like a villain would
If he was doin' bad
Kill Superman
Tied to a log
Push into a saw
Take a little dog
Right through the fan
Enemy man
Like a dictionary
Like a definition
Like you never listen
Not the issue is it
But the deaf part
Break it in half
Like an intermission
You'll see then
What I mean then
Or what I meant there
Doesn't impair
Now you're learnin' it
Keep versin' it
'til it's permanent
Like pen-pal
Got an empire
I'm the emperor
Like the cat were
I'll be faster
Are you tryin' to ask her
Just slow me down
But I'm goin' down
Like a network
That's wolf-man
You got a full house
I got a full moon
Then I pull out
The ace-summer sleeve
Like my hand hurt
Lend me your chips
What they took now
What they put now
Gotta look down
And check your shoulder
'cause I'll be over
Like a boater
You got boaters
In your loafers
Put your foot down
While I ottoman
Or a Laz-E-Boy
Or a handstand
See I elevate
L.A., Otis
My toes is
And my flow sick
Let it marinate
Try to break it down
Might take a while
All good though
I'll wait around
While you chase it down
That white rabbit
Down that long hole
Like paper towels (yeah homey)

Creepin' on her, come up mystery, we gonna rewrite that
Left for a minute but I tell you I'll be right back
I know you're slummin' and you feel me want to be like that
Well you can't see me, that's 'cause everything is black
(Black [x13], everything is black)
(Black [x12], you can't see me)

So this light's out
Like a lighthouse
In the daytime
Make it lay down
Make it go to bed
Make it go to sleep
Like D-bo
Who needs jumpin' cred
That's a headlock
It's what I said I got
The whole game is
Like shooter box
Then the Shokazuki
If you don't know the movies
I ninja vanish
Michael Dudikoff
I get super low
I get super lost
I be super cool
Like a super boss
Say they super bad
But they super soft
Like super chicken
Without the super sauce
Let's step out
It's a rap now
Blow your candles
And your lamps out
When I pull up
You can pull the plug
'cause it's game over
It's a black out

Creepin' on her, come up mystery, we gonna rewrite that
Left for a minute but I tell you I'll be right back
I know you're slummin' and you feel me want to be like that
Well you can't see me, that's 'cause everything is black
(Black [x13], everything is black)
(Black [x12], you can't see me)

 

[fox69]

"Blur My Hands"
(feat. Guy Sebastian)

"Blur My Hands"
(feat. Guy Sebastian)



[Guy Sebastian:]
From the floating death, to the fire of death
To a flower outside my grave and oh man
Were you just being polite with your hands?

Take time to learn me like court appointed attorneys
Restore the order, we either join or adjourning
Less you join I'm up performing the journey
In all earnest, I go so Bernie
Takes another nigga to turn me
Get it straight, I ain't late on states
I'm just sternly stating
How what I do, with grace takes another nigga to turn mean
My return means like blockbuster with a tick
And I ain't kind but I don't hit
So you starting at the end, that's the part where you begin
I skip the bullshit so we can start it where we win
Yeah, spoiler alert
I can hear you all saying "boy you're a jerk"
But it's cool though, know we gotta rule yo
Get in, then we win and do it all again, ho

[Hook - Guy Sebastian:]
From the floating death, to the fire of death
To a flower outside of my grave and oh man
Were you just being polite with your hands?
And it really means I'm number one, and you're a fan
Well that's cool, cause I think you're number one too
Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one too
Yeah that's cool, cause I think you're number one

Now me and words, we made a deal, that I'm gon' keep 'em real
And they show me their secrets, I can even cop a feel
Victorious, can't match wit, with warriors
I match wig with wits, similarly can't mix matchsticks with forests'
Only you can prevent what I do
Only due can prevent what's my view
I match matchsticks with wicks
Wicker man, take a sip of liquor and
Spit the lip off warriors
And spit flames, nigga get in the gang ahh

[Hook]

It's road rage, without a roll cage
Takes courage to run on these roadways
I know you like "no way", but I'm a full race
All so every soccer Terry Fox moulding, go ahead
Don't stop, go ahead
Sitting in your car, just listening to the bars
And there's traffic all around and you feel like falling down
And the music that I'm spewing out, enough to calm him down
'Fore you know you watch your car with your briefcase walkin' round
And them dollars from the budget that went to S1 Production
And Sebastian on the hook, like being dug by Michael Douglas
So don't start that walk through Echo Park
My life's a one-on-one and you caught up in the jam
Just show some love back to your number one fan

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Body Of Work"
(feat. Troi & Terrace Martin)

"Body Of Work"
(feat. Troi & Terrace Martin)



[Pre-Hook: Troi]
Closet full of bones
Just don't try to put'em back together
(Try to put'em back together)
And I'll just bite my tongue
So wear it like a scarlet letter
(Wear it like a scarlet letter)

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
(I've always loved you)
Quiet in the court for the courtship
Marriage of the dork and the gorgeous
Took her from the king of the corpses
He revolve jumped off the wall of the fort with the horses
This is foretold, Bojangles was tapping in morse code
At least to the mad man genius, tap top secrets and more gold
(All of you)
From the guts of the mother, can push or move her undercover
With a $3,000 son she just want a lover
And somebody else to come and try and drug her
Take her off the grill, she done
Pills celebrating, "we won"
In the system of the women, never knew he had it in him
This condition when the world that they make him become
Cocaine and new high tech way smuggle whole things
(I've always loved you)
From the control range that make radio heads with gold brains
(All of you)
Depart 84' Jags on gold chains
Developing niggas from a whole name
God is great, but it's snakes on my soul plane

[Pre-Hook: Troi]
Closet full of bones
Just don't try to put'em back together
(Try to put'em back together)
And I'll just bite my tongue
So wear it like a scarlet letter
(Wear it like a scarlet letter)

[Hook: Troi]
Anatomy (skin), will be the death of me
Anatomy (skin), that's just my anatomy
Anatomy (skin), will be the death of me
Anatomy (skin)

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
(Tell me what to do)
Limo to the limit, fill it till the brim get in it
You can't get it, if you gotta ask
(Make me pretty)
In that case I want two masks
Bottom class, dollar cast
Poppin' tags, droppin' trash in shopping bags
Till Akeem take our pocket cash
(Am I beautiful?)
Write it in lights, molly in the body of Christ
Drop me to the lobby from heights
Then over the threshold to redeem the doorway
Fourteen broads like the king of Norway
Fourteen broads having dreams of foreplay
Fourteen arm Shiva (viva la coup!)
If the government get it I'm a fool

[Pre-Hook: Troi]
Closet full of bones
Just don't try to put'em back together
(Try to put'em back together)
And I'll just bite my tongue
So wear it like a scarlet letter
(Wear it like a scarlet letter)

[Hook: Troi]
Anatomy (skin), will be the death of me
Anatomy (skin), that's just my anatomy
Anatomy (skin), will be the death of me
Anatomy (skin)

[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
Sanskrit dance on the page of the dead book
Don't leave the restroom with the left foot
Flags of Tibet, to bet, to bed, to death, flesh
Release the leash on a fast car
Feed on the keys, fall asleep in a Jaguar
The tip of thy sword is white
Am I night, am I black, am I light?
Have I been this?
Realize my begin when I find where my end this
Oedipus wrecks, motherfucker this better than sex
Material potion the love of my martyr
Currency soaked in the blood of my father
(Will you cry for me?)
Sky burial, let the wind carry you, farther
Than I could
(live forever)
An anatomy, not of me, knotting me to it, nodding me to it
Eyes of the I and others, watching me do it
Adapt in each rubric
Kubrick in plot and tone
Lots of bones, scolds to the top of tone
Skim through it is just skin to it
You're so thin you see the sins through it

[Pre-Hook: Troi]
Closet full of bones
Just don't try to put'em back together
(Try to put'em back together)
And I'll just bite my tongue
So wear it like a scarlet letter
(Wear it like a scarlet letter)

[Hook: Troi]
Anatomy (skin), will be the death of me
Anatomy (skin), that's just my anatomy
Anatomy (skin), will be the death of me
Anatomy (skin)

 

[fox69]

"Bone (Babylon Remix)"

"Bone (Babylon Remix)"


[Intro:]
Bone
Come play with it baby
Uh
You know what I'm saying?
Yeah you already know

[Chorus 1:]
She's feeling herself a little too much
Come play with it, you can stay in it
She's killing her self, why you gotta be so rough?
You done worked your fingers to the bone
She's feeling herself a little too much
You stay in it, so play with it
She's killing her self, why you gotta be so rough?
You done worked your fingers to the bone
Yeah, their bones

[Verse 1:]
You can talk to us, you can walk to us
But you still lost to us
Worth your worth wait in waiting
But that ain't how much you cost to us
You don't know, worth your weight in weight
Borderline fine, but you can't get back across to us
Your dime bags ain't freeway
And you're Ross to us, your cartel, you ain't barball
You a Barbie, you can't maintain that
That's why your bar fell
And your pussy whack
From letting all them niggas push it back
Nasty nostalgia from all the places you took it at
Flashbacks are where you looking at
Now what? You clear cut
Switching heels, and your hair up?
You know how many bills been inside your pudding pack?
You done clicked up with some lame
We got to see in a different frame
You the same picture to the same
Niggas that came all inside of your brains
Self approved but don't stunt
Switch it up but don't front
Just to return back to getting turned out
And fucking for what you want
Sucking for what you need
But you don't even really need that
You just suck for love
But you don't even really believe that

[Chorus 2:]
You feeling yourself a little too much
Stayed up all inside you, self
She's killing her self, why you gotta be so rough?
You done worked your fingers to the bone
Their bones
She's feeling herself a little too much
She played with it, but she can't stay in it
She's killing her self, why you gotta be so rough?
You done worked your fingers to the bone
Yeah, their bones

[Verse 2:]
You gonna break your back tryna be like these televised hoes that you see on TV
Tryna keep up with a magazine cover, living unreal lives that they heard on CD's
Fake ass, fake face, fake titties, that's great shape
They don't make sense, let's make papes, that's real food but saying fake grace
But we don't care cause it tastes great, this bullshit on these great plates
But who am I to say what's what? But if God real then we fucked up
If God real then we fucked up, if God real then we fucked up
And I can only blame myself in BET uncut
So many shades of gray, in the new generation, they young sluts
Has it always been this way? Squirrels only happy when they nut bust
You can take a look at the animal kingdom if you don't agree
They be going hard just to get a mate, then get the pussy then leave
And lions be having like four hoes with no clothes, that's so cold
That justifies what's in a nigga mind, they do the same shit for the homos
[?] up girl be like, oh no J. Cole got her looking for a J. Cole
She gon pass up somebody way cool and end up on some pimp nigga pay roll
Cause

[Chorus 3:]
She feeling herself a little too much
Stayed up all inside you, self
She's killing her self, why you gotta be so rough?
You done worked your fingers to the bone
Their bones
She's feeling herself a little too much
She played with it, but she can't stay in it
She's killing her self, why you gotta be so rough?
You done worked your fingers to the bone
Their bones

[Outro:]
I'm sorry I'm just being emotional
I just wanted to get really close to you
But you was being so unsociable
Played this game, it's being so uncoachable
Or is it me and you're really approachable?
But I don't know cause I'm too intimidated
I overcompensated and started roasting you
From afar, and I don't even know who you are
Or maybe I do
But you ain't impressed by my car and that shit ain't cool
Luxury clothes equals fucking hoes, and those are the rules
But you breaking it, these frame change ring, watch, bracelet
This champagne, tasting it, we've been talking like five minutes
Ain't you already supposed to be naked bitch?
But you feeling yourself?
You feeling yourself?
You feeling yourself?
You feeling yourself?
You feeling yourself?

 

[fox69]

"Boss Playa"
(feat. Bishop G & GemStones)

"Boss Playa"
(feat. Bishop G & GemStones)



[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
F'n'F up all day (all day)
Young pro is on the cut always (always)
If you represent your set when you're rolling through the jets
Take your fingers off your triggers keep your hands of your Tecs. Check it

I'm really gnarly
Really harder than tryna wheely Harleys
I will leave hardly, life of the party
Hotter than Saudis in furs in the Mojave
Don't make me catch a body
[Silenced gun shots, body hitting the floor]

F'n'F up all day (all day)
Young pro is on the cut always (always)
If you represent your set when you're rolling through the jets
Take your fingers off your triggers keep your hands of your techs. Check it

I'm really gnarly
Really harder than tryna wheely Harleys
I will leave hardly, life of the party
Hotter than Saudis in furs in the Mojave
Don't make me catch a body
First and Fifteenth probably
Playa don't trip when the clique's in the party
You trip, then it kick, like Mr. Miyagi
I brought an extra clip in event of a robbery
You flinch then it click like Clint, Dirty Harry
Don't think that my money gettin' spent on Ferraris
This game that was told is old as Ataris
You sold into slavery
The system I pimps, I limps like a Charley
Horse. Bring the chorus!

[Hook]
Ain't it boss, playa?
Homie, don't it be like that
When it be like that
When it's G like that?
Ain't it boss, playa?
Homie you can't leave like that
When you bleed like that
You won't be right back
Ain't it boss, playa?
What, you think we freeze right up
When you breeze right up?
Don't you bleed like us?
Ain't it boss, playa?
Paper makin' on top
Playa hatin' won't stop
Percolatin' on lock
Ain't it boss, playa?

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
If it's getting too hot
Better go'on out the galley
I'm a top cat, homes
Got a phone in the alley
And I locks that down
When I zone, understand me
And I drop rap poems
Like domes on the Caddy
When the top back
Go'on better stop that
Like cops when you clock that
Brougham goin' over the speed limit
You spot that
Somethin's been thrown like bones
And you combin' for baggies
And you see it's weed in his seat
Me an' my man G
Had a home in the valley
And I just left New York
And I'm goin' back to Cali
Where I chop that, yup
Gotta bone me a sal'ry
And I'm back in the cut
Still hungry as Shaggy
Like I need that
So free that the fee that
See that keep it copasetic
Don't do nothin' sudden
Push the button
Hustlin' to keep my leverage, uh!
You can't destroy me
Know who them boys be?
I ain't no employee!
I'm the boss, playa!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Gemstones]
I'm pimpin' with playas that be pimpin'
I'm pimpin' this broad
But how could one man be so pimpin'?
Shit-if pimpin' is hard
Cuz goofies
Kill for that nookie even clap at they dogs
Givin' they
Heart to these chickens, I'm unstrappin' they bras
Lendin' they
Cars to these chickens even platinum cards
All in the
Mall with these chickens puttin' carats on arms
I have 'em
Posin' in pictures with my shaft in they jaws
Laughin' cuz dro in my system
Plus I'm havin' a ball
Coulda been somewhere with open liquor
Drivin' the Porsche
Ain't too many rich as flows as this in Robber Report
Properties bought
Believe I seen that watch in the sauce
Hot but his force
Monopoly's my hobby and yours'
Probably sports!
It's obvious you saw me. Get lost!
Give me some privacy
See how many rocks in that cross
You think of robbin' me
But you don't want no problems young boy
You wanna ride with me
Make a choice the option is yours
Ain't it boss, playa?

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Bishop G]
Man the game ain't the same since the 'caine done stopped
DEA's done slowed up the game 'round near Brainerd Park
'Bout the same time Greg
Got shot in the head
Nigga Pack got his momma's house
Took by the feds
But of course what you expect
When you pitchin' where you rest
Holdin' rocks beneath your tongue
Wearin' slippers on your steps
But for what? A couple pennies
Not enough to by a semi
So the corners of the dean was racin' niggas yellin 'Gimmie'
That reminds me little Kenny got shot three months ago (damn.)
Fresh out the hospital; shot three weeks ago (damn!)
Come to find out only difference from the first
Was the niggas that just got him ain't no different from the first
And I wonder whatta happened to his crazy brother Spider
Used to be my 'lil roadie back in 1995 so
Last I heard he's doin' robbin'
Shot some nigga in the Gardens
He sat in the body cast behind the glass next to the sergeant

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Brave Heart"
(feat. Poo Bear)

"Brave Heart"
(feat. Poo Bear)



[Verse 1]
May the Lord have mercy on my soul
Forgive me for my fetishes, my purchases, my clothes
Allow me to catch my rhythm so the nervousness just goes
That's why I sound so certain in my verses and my flows
The verbiage just gets merciless, the wordsmithness just rolls
I've tuned into my pertinence, my purposes, my goals
The feeling when you realize you've been working for your foes
And the curtains have just opened and they worthlessness exposed
You remember where you've came from, where the purses was stole
There was nothing in the oven and just work up on the stove
And you blossomed from the bottom, yeah, you worked with it and rose
From nothing to a dozen and a garden now there grows
Tell 'em!

[Hook: Pooh Bear]
Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart (That's me)
Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart
(Yessir) Brave heart
(Yeah I got that) Brave heart
(You know) Brave heart

[Verse 2]
May the Lord have mercy on my soul
Like shows keep cushion where I land
Keep the devil off my heels
But please keep me on my toes
Like a reposessor checking for everything I drove
Like I owe, but I don't
Paid my dues from the go
Doing donuts in the dome, keep my shoes on the floor
Revered by the rich, plus approved by the poor
I been sped up where they sniff it
And screwed up where they pour
See I flew so way up high
And I SCUBA'd way down low
Put the top down on my fears
Put the roof up on my woes
I dropped that food and liquor to put you up on my stove
They shoplifted and stole
That just let me know they know
That was Lupe #1, now this version #4
And I still feel like a virgin me versus the globe
From the surface to the cove
I took on the biggest wave
And I surfed it to the shore with no pomade in my fro
Took the wood from the slave ships and furnished my abode
Now that boat is now my bed, desk, dressers and my drawers
Now that's a house of pain!
Plus I use nooses when I hang up all my clothes
Couldn't change up if I chose
That's me

[Hook: Pooh Bear]
Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart
Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart
(Yessir) Brave heart
(Yeah I got that) Brave heart
(You know) Brave heart

Brave heart...

(Yessir) Brave heart
(Yeah I got that) Brave heart
(You know) Brave heart

[Outro]
May the Lord have...
Mercy on my soul

 

[fox69]

"Break The Chain"
(feat. Eric Turner & Sway)

"Break The Chain"
(feat. Eric Turner & Sway)



[Hook:]
I waited all my life to play
I still can't find a way
But if I work it one more day
I might just break the Chain
I might just break the Chain
I might just break the Chain

[Lupe Fiasco - Verse 1]
Freedom, we can use some of that especially where we from
Where we grew up like a green thumb
It's like a criminal is the only thing you can become
Look at what I became
Something like a phenom, nothin' but a g-thang
Things I've seen when I'm looking out of these frames
Pictures I painted on the walls where we hang
From the trees we hung
Strange fruit man look at how we swung
How the hell you gonna tell us something
We ain't have a father
How to try to grow up and be one
See umm feel it in my bones
That I'm sittin on a throne
Like a killer with a chrome
When I spit another poem
Shed a whole lot of light on a little bit of home

[Hook]

[Sway - Verse 2]
Super swatter, the kid remains but I represent
I ain't no paper planes. I'm fly
Plus, I don't write no more, sorta from the top
I'll show you razor stay sharp
But I knew how to razor blade
I've paid my dues and now I wait for change
Because the flows so rude
It goes without asking Lupe
I'm so big, you aim to break
Quick to cut off any baggage like some samurai, i like to travel light
I've gotta leave you at home Delilah, this is Samsonite
No case for the police
Said I have seen Killah's, I aint never seen 'em
Ghostface, only thing I'm watchin' is my Panerai
I've got an alibi, i was taking pics of Chicago call me Camera Chi(shy)

[Hook]

[Lupe Fiasco - Verse 3]
Chain broke, pick up Nicorete for your chain smoke
No cigarettes on my plane, yo
Stunt your ham bones from the game's throat
Put it on mine, take a long time
B-A-Barock is how I'm livin' online
On a webisode like let's go let 'em know
That I put up the footage that I'm takin' your shine
Wanna see the real chain look in your mind
Your brain look like your lil wayne brotha
Overgrow, overload, broken zone
Niggas playing games in the hood they got you stuck-up
Playa thinkin' that its cool to be a pimp still
We gon' set it free like a fish in a pimp hill
Take this home, rearrange it, change it
Danger, Sway-zer, Lupe Laser. Pow!

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Champ Is Here (Freestyle)"

"Champ Is Here (Freestyle)"


[Hook:]
The champ is here

[Verse 1:]
Flow can't be seen
Like it took one in the face
I'm heavy nigga, tow can't be seen
Like I'm repossessing a Chevy nigga
Don't hang with those niggas those can't be safe
Even in they panic rooms
I will soon be forest to the floor of this
Stethoscope to the door of it
Listenin for the break
And I don't care how long gettin the combination takes
I be concentrating on the crack, get it straight
I was so high up the food chain that which I mentioned before
I ain't know how to make
I master shake like Aqua Teen Hunger Force
Already number one in the hood, G
It's like my third deal off Could Be
Get it focused, one of the coldest you gonna run across
Like it was stolen from a under boss
Spent for stack and sold to another boy
He might never get it back
So whoever got it getting whacked if they ever get caught
Now that's what I call reaction to a chain snatching
Game got bout as much compassion as The Passion
So it gotta make a comeback, just like a champion

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I run it back to that last piece of action
My necklace was took-en by detective
I don't stress it I just gather up my essence
As real as the view through my Cartier correctives, yeah
But now back to the punchin
Back to floor/flow like crunching
Got a 6 pack on the low now I'm sunk in
Look like I'm driving from the back seat
With a bird shotgun like I'm hunting
You see what happened
I made a call, and she got fly
I was pumping, hit her up
Then I sent my dog to go and pick her up
Camouflaged fitted cut to the left velours, how I did it up
And to the whole Westside, I tip it up
And over to the single baby mama with no job that gotta WIC it up
To all my niggas in the CCDOC waiting on they quick collect to come
So they can live it up
And to my niggas that liquor they livers up and distribute cut in the belly
Sit it up

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
In the abdomen is Madison from which I came
But this my gang
FNF crew, first and fifteen
Bear arms like Labatt Blue
Oh yes its bullets in the toasters as many as the clips that the gun hold
And they itchin to come up out the magazine like the posters that unfold
So my heat like Tigerbeat
I got the shotgun and the driver's seat
So if Lupe's a coupe, my man is a sedan
If there's more than 2 of us, then you up against a van
If I'm leavin, then you leavin
If your niggas wanna come, y'all can ride with me
It's just gonna be a lot of squeezin
Ya understand?
That I don't need Caroline calculator to divide defeat
Just lean a little closer
The flows are his as roses is
So override your pride and decide retreat
It's suicide to meet
Like a broke stock broker and a sidewalk
Y'all niggas ain't fly as me
That's why I defy physics and y'all niggas collidin, peace
I'm up here with the Leers
Y'all down down there with the airs
Emperors in the mirror, you're playing with a pair
Nigga I is we
Twice the MC like mc-squared
Trust, I make it relate
I got the poker-face and I'm hiding a flush
Still riding the beat
With a air that still smells like roses from Andre 3000
My housing surroundings is what made me me
And that's two times the G
You see how I doubled that the third time, nigga please

[Hook]