[Intro] I was born in a small village I was still a child when we were raided by soldiers Foreign soldiers Torn from my elders, I was made to speak their language With each new post, my masters changed Along with the words they made me speak With each change, I changed too My thoughts, personality, how I saw right and wrong Words can kill Time and again, the country was ruled by a foreign tongue When he was young boy, he lost his native language The bedrock for any developing child His country, his family, his face, his identity Everything was stolen from him [Verse 1] Meet me on the corner, I be waiting on you Thousand years of better right into forever Fire on my feathers, fall from out of heaven Fight without a weapon, life without a lesson Lost, I'm my own boss, pay my own cost Fill my own goals, see my own hopes Tired of all of this, wish I had a switch One kiss then you cut me off Knowledge is the power, college is for co...

[Intro] (Uncle Lupe) Alright it's time to go to sleep (Hey Uncle Lupe) What? (Can you please tell us a bedtime story?) Ugh, it's late man Okay, okay okay, check this out, listen [Verse 1] Cold killer, bold old gorilla Bold as a font with the thickness Old as yellow gold in a Chevrolet with a stick shift The story goes his mother left him on a church step First step was out the front door then the first left Down the block to the spots where the worst kept Thirty years later got a thirty [?] caper To shoot up the scene and scheme Plot, broken all down to two rounds of scotch A pound means now and we too down to stop Say ya got enough round for two thousand cops Military grade, these things shoot round the block Shh threat, check The dame will hang out like chains round the neck He ever seen her before, her face don't connect No, so keep it on the low, go [?] by the arm Looks right into the eyes cause these be the ...

[Intro] Pharaoh, pharaoh? Pharaoh [Verse 1] Dollar mission, Mississippi masala getting Guava Casaba melons, getting a spot at competition Titties and teeth, so silly of me, no really, it's free Aye you can use the phone like a new computer wand That's an Ethernet pun, cause dial-up's done When it took twenty minutes just to download one Aye, you got a fine face, also a dime in your behind Please can I find some time space to find base Kinds of rhymes to describe how you're designed great And maybe remove the mind free Like it's overhead creams at the train yard That Tom Cruise used in the War of the World's Before the aliens came part Remember that, I'm not a fan of the sci-fi Like dial-up's not a fan of the wi-fi I'm in your eyes like little reflective little pools of tie-dye And it's 1972 and I'm some long-haired high guy Driving a Volkswagen Beetle off into the California twilight I us...

[Verse] Metabolize on the scattered snare With the banana pies that he don't like Like mosquito bites on the shins or ankles In the end it bends Let's begin and pretend it's tranquil Upset stomach on the boat to Lausanne to see the lion Carved in the wall by the [?] To commemorate the soldier dying over old divines Ergo some empire, not to inch but the entire More pills mean more spills bout the whore house with the extra door To let the divorced out with force And of the course routes, of course Cleopatra speaking patois with a mouth full of that jerk chicken With [?] for the curse lifting Onion bread with the shine to it It's up and fair to the fine stupid But she ain't dumb, at least she know that he ain't fun And neither's Europe, even to the Middle Eastern tourist With all the spend by the drum [?] How many millionaires can the slums hold? Potentially all of us, this whole plane and all the bus As jug...

Download mp3 [Hook 1:] Please don’t hate me This ain’t personal I just wanted something that I never had Please don’t hate me This ain’t personal I just wanted something that I never had Please don’t want me This ain’t personal I just needed something that I never had And just something that I never had Just something that I never had Give me something that I never had [Verse 1:] Sins of the father follow the fins of the father swimmer Then my son is going to Jannah Nah, I don’t off topic nigga, found this in your pocket nigga I ain’t trying to get on science or rockets with you bitch I’ve been rocking with you since it was little or nothing Rhythm adjusting to say your mental vision to someone Criminal customs still remain, you broken law Open a broken jaw, say you ain’t going to wow Yeah she stands here holding your smoking sour To her big as the while spent that you were small as a locked pitching Till we losing respect for a po...

[Intro] War gives value to life by showing it can be taken away And in a perverted way, those who wage war delude themselves into thinking they create life Or at least make it meaningful Thus, using that as a basis for grandiose notions of supremacy Falsely giving themselves the title of masters of the universe And gatekeepers of morality [Verse 1] Peace trials and living power pleasure over pain Geiger counters check amounts of radiation in the rain Biochemical new gas masks and rubber boots Inhale your last gas without a Hazmat suit Terrible, unbearable miracle of the modern scientific Arms race, chase for the horrific Manhattan project, man cancelling concept Catastrophic bomb, a fabric-shattering context A little boy falling from a metal bird Followed by a fat man who left behind a leveled earth Imbalanced challenge to survival of the whole piece Have seeked to staff the whole planet with their own peeps A zone beeps of contaminated c...

[Lupe Fiasco] You're so smart You're like, a contemporary museum of art That farts, that's harsh Narcissism, on narcotics On sharp objects in large pockets At dark, you ain't gotta hide it Keep it, metal gear solid Lead the leaders, that's how you file it Then clobber it Low on energy, find peach cobbler then gobble it Yeah, it's food in them drums and boxes If you beat 'em up then they'll drop it And they'll rapidly flicker till they disappear Blinging gradually quikens till they isn't here And that's da da da da da da da.... Just to be back in Reincarnated, exact twin Exact ten, exact twelve Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba... Exact self Do I really gotta say it? Didn't we all play it? Dojo, Abobo Overshore the throat, polo [?], Jimmy Even on the low low

Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Immaculate mother of the holy soul On behalf of the overdose We come to you uncomfortable in our ways Please don’t slam the door all in my face Tryna’ go to church, church ain’t work Still want to kill niggas Try to go work, but work ain’t work Work ain’t worth all the feel nigga Really make me feel like a field nigga Make me feel worse, really tryna’ chill But inside I feel like a steel mill, nigga And it’s hard but [?] steal mama What, when you and God gotta mill still mama Living off a meal deal mama Can’t stunt wit’ dem’ lil wheels mama Need a real purse real heels mama How dem’ liquors and them pills feel mama [Hook: Nikki Jean] Woman should prosper Lord knows if I said it, it’s gospel (lil mama) Madonna (donna) Madonna (donna) Madonna (donna) (x2) No man shall touch this Lord said nobody can fuck wit it (lil mama) Madonna (donna) [Bridge: Lupe Fiasco] I be just trying make it (x4) They be just trying b...

[Verse 1] (Pow x30) Thirty somethin' shots from the ghetto gun All in the ears of the ghetto young Some ghetto girls, some ghetto sons Throwing rocks at the bus and other ghetto fun I always wondered where the ghetto from Cause I'm from the ghetto, the never ghetto come But you win if the bell of my ghetto rung But if the ghetto lose, that mean a ghetto won That's how they do the ghetto, that's how the ghetto done They keep it, they never bring the ghetto none We make the ghetto tick, we make the ghetto run We make the ghetto sick, we make the ghetto dumb These niggas off that ghetto beer and that ghetto rum And that ghetto bass with my ghetto drums And my ghetto words and these ghetto problems Get ghetto sums That's why...