专辑部分歌词

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: Ayesha Says（Intro）

Hijabs, hoodies, afros, locks
Teddy bear, liquor bottle shrines, rocks
Tanks, prayer rugs, church pews,
Mexican corn stands
Blood, sweat, and tears, police batons
Gas masks and bullets create graffiti on corners

Murals that salute freedom or death for liberty
Be it Inglewood or Egypt, Bedstuy or Baghdad
Syria or Liberia, the west bank or the west side of Chicago
Where food and liquor stores still occupy the block
While police and community watchmen justify why they shot
Emmit Till and Malice Green, Rekia Boyd and Trayvon Martin
Better not wear that hoodie while shopping for a carton
Or whatever they sellin in your food desert
Cause your soul is dessert and will be dissected and consumed
On the Fox evening news while we sing the blues
The new Jim Crow caged bird sings
Cause he's tired of occupying his misery and of our marching
He wanna fly to a higher consciousness
But his school on academic probation
They gave him medicine, diagnosed him with a felony and mental retardation
So he refuses to cease the firin, nobody's hirin
In Illinois, 67 is the new age when you retirin
Class lines have blurred, those who used to have, have not
Pensions bein snatched
Those who never have keep their hands stretched
Social services being cut
Sterilization clinics giving out pills to numb the womb
Young girls referring to their vaginas as tombs
Thinkin protests are temporary and trendy
Well rock a t-shirt and carry a poster
And two weeks later it's back to normal
But they say times are changin'
The revolution is becoming second nature, causes are combining
People carrying torches, hope burning from their hands
Attaching explosive devices cause they keep stealing their lands
In the name of freedom

Hijabs, hoodies, afros, locks
Teddy bear, liquor bottle shrines, rocks
Tanks, prayer rugs, church pews, Mexican corn stands
Blood, sweat, and tears, police batons
Gas masks and bullets create graffiti on corners

-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: Ital（Roses）

Black Panther, Black Panther, what do you see?
I see a dream ITAL watching over me
Back nigga
Yeah, hey, can we get a little break
From the cocaine and the kilos
Aiight nigga, we know
Aiight nigga, we know
Can we get a break from
the strippers on the pill
Aiight nigga, we know
Okay nigga, we know

Hey shawty, ain't no future in no gang-bang
And ain't no manhood in no bang-bang
Ain't no honor cleanin interstates inside a chain-gang
Know some rap niggas put that shit inside your mainframe
Pills make you stupid and liquor do the same thing
'Raris too expensive and they way too hard to maintain
Get yourself a Camry, "nigga said a Camry?"
Watch that ho depreciate and then you'll understand me
It's called being fiscally responsible
Don't let these lying images up in hip-hop here conquer you
The TV's not your father fool,
that video's not your momma
Try your best to be a man and your worst to be a monster

May we have some roses for the ladies
A little appreciation for the gentlemen
And here's some kisses for the babies
Some peacenality for the whole wide-wide-wide world
More patience to the youth,
sympathy for the poor
Empathy for the old,
more justice for the down and pressed
Treat no liar ITAL, AY-YAH!

I know you're sayin', "Lupe rappin 'bout the same shit"
Well, that's 'cause ain't shit changed, bitch
And please don't excuse my language
Cause I would hate for you to misrepresent
The true expression of my anguish
And by this far I ain't shocked, upset, or appalled
I'm ashamed, bitch
I can't listen if you ain't sayin shit
And recognize all this emptiness is dangerous
Ain't buildin up they confidence,
we teachin 'em that they ain't shit
If they ain't got the latest
that they saw on someone famous
Mercy of the Lord on this double-edged sword
Instead of askin where the hoes is
Maybe maybe we could ask for roses

May we have some roses for the ladies
A little appreciation for the gentlemen
And here's some kisses for the babies
Some peacenality for the whole wide-wide-wide world
More patience to the youth,
sympathy for the poor
Empathy for the old,
more justice for the down and pressed
Treat no liar ITAL, AY-YAH!
May we have some roses for the ladies
A little appreciation for the gentlemen
And here's some kisses for the babies
Some peacenality for the whole wide-wide-wide world

Called the President a terrorist
Corporate sponsors like,
how the fuck you gon' embarrass us?
Ain't my fault, I was just repeatin this
Professor emeritus from America
But my tone was like an Afghani kid without a home
Blew that bitch up with a drone
An Iraqi with no daddy, Palestinian throwing stones
The fuck you think they call him,
I'mma leave that all alone
Cause this, the focus on this new shit is that hopeless
Place that I was born into systematic brokeness
Took that downpression and developed it to dopeness
It's that great American rap-rap ferocious

May we have some roses for the ladies
A little appreciation for the gentlemen
And here's some kisses for the babies
Some peacenality for the whole wide-wide-wide world
More patience to the youth,
sympathy for the poor
Empathy for the old,
more justice for the down and pressed
Treat no liar ITAL, AY-YAH!

-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: Audubon Ballroom

God is great!

[Verse 1]
Ghettos, America. U.S. to the izzay
Killa in the citywide sprizzay
Where there's sunshine in the shizzade
Church won't pull him out the pin like a grenade
For acting out their fears like a charade
'Til they blackin' out their tears like it's lights out
Bring em out the black like a lighthouse
And wave to em before they wiped out
Lifesaver, threw em, hope they catch it
But it's so Titanic to be iced out
That's just scratching the surface like triple axels
Want to roll around that Bentley like Crystal Castles
In addition to the chain
That's just to take the attention from the pain
Or is it the mission of the man
Audubon Ballroom, Motel Lorraine

[Hook]
Now white people, they can't say nigga
So I gotta take it back
Now black people, we're not niggas
God made us better than that

[Verse 2]
No break, ah wait
Little mayhem for your All-State, nay ham, all steak
Get a good ball great like a golf grade
Make the ball break
Just one swing, no putting
That's how I try 'n does things always
Especially when your past is
Martin, Baldwin, Audubon Ballroom
Turn the glass ceiling to a glass floor
Make a trampoline out of trapdoor
On that gasoline when I was back poor
Now they crafted out my dream underneath a tap floor
Backpack battle-cat underground rap lore
Anonymous but dominant - what's a Mac to a hacker
In other words, lyrical Zuckerbergs
Pimp you may move a mouse but what's a rat to a cat store
It's like a gig to an app store
I rap Black history, you can only see my past if you fast forward

[Hook]
Now white people, they can't say nigga
So I gotta take it back
Now black people, we're not niggas
God made us better than that

[Verse 3]
Black Panthers, black anthems, black blues
With black answers for black stanzas: Langston Hughes
Breaking rules, ain't it cool?
Took it old, and made it new
Black painters, musical black anger
Black mothers, beautiful black anchors
So let's hear it for 'em! Let's hear it for 'em!
Let's hear it for 'em! Let's hear it for 'em!
Black America! Trap America!
80s Babies! Crack America!
Rap America! Bad as Erykah!
From the era of family tearing up
But we just won big, can't be undid
Form a whole culture in just one kid
Miami dope boys, Oakland militants
Harlem Renaissance it's our deliverance

[Hook]
Now white people, they can't say nigga
So I gotta take it back
Now black people, we're not niggas
God made us better than that

-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: Put Em Up

Put one in the air like the king's son
For the heir to the kingdom
That means I'mma be the king once the king done
If he don't wanna leave then I might have to guillotine him
I sing some but I rap a lot like the king's son
Microphone checker all across the board you should king him
(Diamond) mine my mind make princesses like (King) (Come)
Every second worth of thinking
Is enough to fill three rings like Ringling's
That's how I kept it on the air is like a re-run
And kept the kings comin in obscene sums
You see for me it's life or death like a king thumb
Mean something
That's why I don't play when I relay like a team run
And treat every single day like a scene one
Outlook on life like I ain't never seen none

[Chorus]
I keep my back to the past tell it bye (bye)
Face to the future tell it hi (hi)
Everything is super so is fly (fly)
Come and stick the fans up
Go on and get your hands up high
High
High
High

[Lupe Fiasco]
Post coast to coast gotta dose of every lingo
The latest famous 80's baby like the dingo
Who evaded pushing daisies, dodge bullets like Remo
Remember like Ginkgo when we used to play bingo
Used to be in awe with the pushers and the pimps oh
Now I flip cars like the ribs on the Flintstones
Haters got mad and as sensitive as shinbones
Had a Goodyear and my intention is to blimp on
Even if I'm injured I'm gonna limp into the end zone
From game one to the super like Karrine dome
That mean I went to Disney World and you just went home
It's Lupe and I ain't from there
But they root for the away
Yeah they stunned there
Beautifully I play
Gatorade the coach and tubas need to play now
Usually I stay, put em on the roof with more truth for me to say

[Chorus]

[Lupe Fiasco]
The laboratory happy for me cause I'm back with my belongings
Ferrari 'bout as ready as when Carrie was the prom queen
Think outside the box like Larry Merchant, Don King
The glacier in Jamaica or a penguin out in Palm Springs
Yeah, keep em in the air like a swan wing
And Im'a keep it magic as a Harry Potter wand swing
And my little shop with my terracotta pot
You be talkin bout your kush, you should come and here my 'larm sing
So put them up like a robbery
A Derrick Rose lob to me
And watch and see I alley-oop it properly
Football or volley-b, hock-el-y, or sock-el-y
You just get the rock to me
Try and put me down like Gaddafi over Lockerbie
I'll lock you in a locker b
Like Bruce Leeroy, like Johnny in a locker see
Shocka Z, the only thing that Tupac is toppin me
Hot as rocket bottoms or kill 'em where your lava be

[Chorus]

-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: How Dare You（feat. Bilal）

[Hook: Bilal]
You shine like the lights of Las Vegas
You feel radiant and outrageous
Your confidence and appeal, so sexual
How dare you? How dare you? How dare you?
How dare you come do me like that

[Verse 1]
I got my eyes on like the fire zone
Let's be bygones
Won't you come and be a line in one of my songs?
Maybe a whole verse, baby the whole Earth my home
So let me show you around the crib
Tell you what I do, I show you what I did
Flow is on the stove, I'm cooking for the kids
Wrist is in the freezer, heart is in the fridge
But we can warm it up, plug the Foreman up
Open the oven door, turn the saunas up
Stretch the Benz out, if it ain't long enough
Get lost in the feeling, they're no longer us
Hop up out the coupe, hop up on the bus
Give you 'get to the backs', code name for Rosa's sons
We're in a better place, give us condolences
It's like a player's wake, and like a coma love

[Hook: Bilal]
You shine like the lights of Las Vegas
You feel, you feel radiant and outrageous
Your confidence and appeal, so sexual
How dare you? How dare you? How dare you?
How dare you come do me like that

[Verse 2]
And I hope it's all up to your standards
Cause babies really need to be pampered
I'm behind these tents like a camper
Cause you're out there shining like chandler
Like a chandelier standing there in your radiance
I think we all need some shadiness
Or some vision care, oh no, you didn't dare
While I was sitting here like Huey in his wicker chair
You know that isn't fair, how you just entered here
Getting their hopes up, that they can interfere
You're so insincere, you know I got you
Have you looked in the mirror? You know that's not cool

[Hook: Bilal]
You shine like the lights of Las Vegas
You feel, you feel radiant and outrageous
Your confidence and appeal, so sexual
How dare you? How dare you? How dare you?
How dare you come do me like that

[Verse 3]
Let's have a cease fire, be some peace triers
Let's negotiate, because my cheeks tired
From smiling all day
Emotions need a Motrin, a Tylenol break
I know you see my strategy, if flattery's a battery
Then I'm a rabbit with a pack of 'D's in the back of me
Pause/paws on all levels, everybody settle
I know it sounded weird, I'm just trying to impress you
I step forward with my best two
If all that fails, open swag to the rescue
I said swag, and I'm sorry
Don't mean to offend your sensibilities I meant dress smartly
Just trying to get you out this party
Can you dig that? Ologist-Archae
Please be the Ferrari to my car key
And I'ma hold my baby down like a car seat

[Bridge: Bilal]
You know what you're doing to me
You got that fire fire, baby
I just can't get enough
No, I can't get enough

[Hook: Bilal]
You shine like the lights of Las Vegas
You feel radiant and outrageous
Your confidence and appeal, you're so sexual
How dare you? How dare you? How dare you?
How dare you come do me like that

-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: Battle Scars（with Guy Sebastian）

The wound heals but it never does
That's cause you're at war with love
You're at war with love, yeah

These battle scars,
don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle

Never let a wound ruin me
But I feel like ruins wooing me
Arrow holes that never close
from cupid on a shooting spree
Feeling stupid cause I know it ain't no you and me
But when you're trying to beat the odds up
Been trying to keep your nods up
and you know that you should know
And let her go but the fear of the unknown
Holding another lover strong sends you back into the zone
With no Tom Hanks to bring you home
A lover not a fighter on the frontline with a poem
Trying to write yourself a rifle
Maybe sharpen up a song
To fight the tanks and drones of you being alone

I wish I never looked, I wish I never touched
I wish that I could stop loving you so much
Cause I'm the only one
that's trying to keep us together
When all of the signs say that I should forget her
I wish you weren't the best, the best I ever had
I wish that the good outweighed the bad
Cause it'll never be over,
until you tell me it's over

These battle scars,
don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle scars,
don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle

（And just leave then）
You shouldn't have but you said it
（And I hope you never come back）
It shouldn't have happened but you let it
Now you're down on the ground screaming medic
The only thing that comes
is the post-traumatic stresses
Shields, body armors and vests
Don't properly work,
that's why you're in a locker full of hurt
The enemy within and all the fires from your friends
The best medicine is to probably just let her win

I wish I couldn't feel,
I wish I couldn't love
I wish that I could stop cause it hurts so much
And I'm the only one that's trying to keep us together
When all of the signs say that I should forget her
I wish you weren't the best,
the best I ever had
I wish that the good outweighed the bad
Cause it'll never be over,
until you tell me it's over

These battle scars,
don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle scars,
don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle

Cause you've set me on fire
I've never felt so alive, yeah

Hoping wounds heal, but it never does
That's because you're at war with love

And I'm at the point of breaking
And it's impossible to shake it

See, you hoped the wound heals,
but it never does
That's cause you're at war with love
Hope it heals, but it never does
That's cause you're at war with love!

These battle scars,
don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle scars,
don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle scars,
don't look like they're fading
Don't look like they're ever going away
They ain't never gonna change
These battle

-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: 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


-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: Form Follows Function

I'ma just go...
and then we'll figure it out from there
They say form follows function
And if you just function properly
then things will form themselves
Yeah, that's kind of what it is
So on that note... America's most

First off gotta send shout outs to my niggas
Then shout outs to my inner demon
that be creepin' around my temple
Ready to set me off like Vivica
or make me cross like a crucifix
Or the legs on a Buddhist sitter deep in thought
Thinking as deep as the sea of salt
And they sink in the same sea that we walk
Not that we Jesus, we just don't wait until it thaws
But you can hold my hand like applause, pause/paws
With no homophobia involved
Now if I would've said that
you can hold my balls like VFW Halls
That would've been the call, but naw
You can't see in ours, but we can see in yours
You can't see in ours cause ours is Kingdom Hall

Yeah, just like that,
we just let it roll, you know?
Yeah, and check it, check it

So when that pond thaws and it's no longer Gretzky
That's when we jetski
I gotta catch up to myself,
I kind of left me
Are the windows still blocked up? Let's see
Maybe see something we couldn't view before
Been in the stu all day cooking food for thought
Now out the soup du jour for you and yours
Might find sushi for your soul,
we call that moving raw
Lions won't cross the line
Cougars won't move a paw
Chickens won't cross the road
Dogs won't roof at all
Always had flow, just added a front door, roof, and walls
Hotter than the fire that into which Koopa falls
But that's only if you super dawg
Sicker than when you use your dog to do assaults
You can never really tell just who's the fraud
Truth might still be alive like true and false
That's why I never really trust unless it's Lu endorsed
Sponsored by me and of course you know who enforced
Now that's three me's,
like you warming up your vocal chords
Add a fourth if your vocals hoarse
Like Mister Ed
Get out of pocket have a horse's head in your bed
Now that's what I call a good night's rest

You know? You know, just plays like that
When you just let it flow
When you sit back and just let it go, you know?

And now my vocals warm
Add a fifth and a sixth now I'm ready to perform
The Buddhist said that I am not reformed
If I ever be reborn I keep coming back as me
We don't forget the other five as we
Weave the most wanted Angelina Jolies
And Morgan Frees
Send it around the room like we smoking trees
But it's no purple in the circle then there ain't no rolling
Bees just spoken words, thought provoking reeds
Hydro, I'm still strolling on the seas
Aloe, like the lotion from the leaves
And to achieve it took a lot of token like Chuck E. Cheese
All without touching weed
But I'm still hungry and I'm having lunch for three
This is my form, now what the function be

And aww at what I draw
And ooh at what I say like Imogen Heap
Good night niggas, go to sleep
You know? It's like form follows function
And if you function properly then
The form will come out of it
And whatever it is, it
It just be what it is, you know?

-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: Cold War（feat. Jane $$$）

[Verse 1]
At my brother's Janazah
Tears stained sunglassses
A Salat with no bows
Pallbearer carry you to the car now
Chilly day, Mosque on 96 and 3rd
New York City way, me and Jay never left my side
Rest like that picture with your pride
Who look just like..
Now the city looks less bright
Brooklyn looking less special
Don't carry the same weight
As when you were on this level
You: work in progress from 40 projects, God bless
An inspiration and a king
They won't know what I mean but this one 'bout to spring
Protect it with every feather on the wings
So even when it hurts, you'll never feel a thing

[Hook]
Said it's a cold cold war
Ain't nobody wins like the government
In the U.S.S.R
Cause this is all for shares
Nobody cares
Who you think you are
And you can fight it, but there's no defense
For what things are
Baby grab a jacket
It's a cold, cold...

[Verse 2]
Let me clarify the chorus
And what my cold war is
Cause the complexity is enormous
Using one of my greatest losses with eyes like faucets
To reinforce every single word that I talk with
Something about losing things, human beings
That reduces things to their most elementary
Find yourself where you never meant to be
With the energy of memories
That's the soul force of what's behind killing me
Finding pleasure in the pains
Like finding desert in the rain
Twisted: how this world can drive you masochistic
Question if I'm over it
Or if I'm numb because I'm closureless
Or my closure's that we all gotta go and shit
Rendered emotionless but moving at the speed of running over it
Still happy that I opened it

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
In the studio writing these words, one after another
In memorial of my brother
As you listen to the album with
Nothing on the cover
I imagine that he hovers
In the back of his chair
Floating right there in the air
Nodding his head to the music, I slightly lose it
Ask why do I put myself through this
Crack a smile, look up at the file
The waveforms on the screen of me tryna tell you what I mean
But I feel that it's all lost, or maybe that it's all gotta cross
Happy with his dedicated song
But now he's all gone
But he was never there, cause
He was everywhere, nowhere and down here
Maybe on that judgement day, rise up
We'll both open our eyes up, climb up
Hoping God forgives us for our tendencies
Wipes away our cool young histories

[Hook]

[Outro]
Ride around, you know what I'm saying
All over the world right? I mean, everywhere
I mean we just disappear and just come back
I feel like we can just put him anywhere
He'd find his way back home, y'know'm saying
Another random thing's that consequence to me
But maybe to you, not much
But with that said, the reason behind me
Why I do what I does, love
Just riding around bumping that, uh
Either Jay or Nas, or me
I used to tell him like "yeah you alright"
But you ain't fucking with my man
It was always like that, so
Drop a little for you, let it bump
This that Esco music, it's that Esco music
Bumping with my Esco music, that raw
See you on the other side, As-Salamu Alaykum

-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: Unforgivable Youth（feat. Jason Evigan）

[Chorus]
This world, my heart, my soul.
Things that I don't know.
The icicles they grow.
They never let me go.
Scars are left as proof.
But tears they soak on through.
Things I've done.
My young.
My unforgivable youth.

[Verse 1]
We land on the horizon. The passion in their eyes then.
What they think of islands and much more in their size.
Bountiful and plentiful and resource to provide them.
Supplies slim. Morale when so heavily inside them.
Now steadily declining.
Return is not an option as necessity denies them.
With this they choose to dive in.
Now along the shore and so aware of their arriving.
Other children of this land prepare to share in their surviving.
A pigeontry of feathers stands his majesty with treasure.
Now the material things that kings that could never last forever.
But secrets of the spirit world and how to live in harmony together.
Unbenounced to him his head would be the first that they would sever.
And stuck up on a pike up along the beach.
Kept up as a warning to the rest to turn away from their beliefs.
And so began it here. And for 500 years.
Torture, Terror, Fear til they nearly disappear.

[Chorus]
This world, my heart, my soul.
Things that I don't know.
The icicles they grow.
They never let me go.
Scars are left as proof.
But tears they soak on through.
Things I've done.
My young.
My unforgivable youth.

[Verse 2]
Ways and means from mistreated human beings.
A slave labor force provides wealth to the machine.
And helps the new regime establish and expand.
Using manifest destiny to siphon off the land.
From native caretakers who can barely understand.
"How can land be owned by another man. Warns one can not steal what was given as a gift. Is the sky owned by birds and the rivers owned by fish."
But the lesson when the heated, for the sake of what's not needed.
You kill but do not eat it.
The excessive and elitists don't repair it when they leave it.
The forests's were cleared, the factories were built.
And your mistakes will be repeated by your future generation doomed to pay for your mistreatments.
Foolishness and flaws, greed and needs and disagreement.
And you rushed to have the most, from the day you left your boats.
You'll starve but never die. In a world of hungry ghosts.

[Chorus]
This world, my heart, my soul.
Things that I don't know.
The icicles they grow.
They never let me go.
Scars are left as proof.
But tears they soak on through.
Things I've done.
My young.
My unforgivable youth.

[Verse 3]
As archaeologists dig in the deserts of the east.
Appeared 100 meters wide and 100 meters deep.
They discover ancient cars on even older streets.
And a city well preserved and most likely at it's peak.
A culture so advanced, and by condition of the teeth.
They can tell that they was civil, not barbaric in the least.
A society at peace. With liberty and justice for all.
Neatly carved in what seems to be a wall.
They would doubt that there was any starvation at all.
That they pretty much had the poverty problem all solved.
From the sheer amount of paper, most likely used for trade.
Everything's so organized. They had to be well behaved.
Assumed they had clean energy, but took to no enemies.
Very honest leaders with overwhelming sympathies.
Religions kinda complex. Kinda hard to figure out.
And this must be the temple.
This White. House

[Chorus]
This world, my heart, my soul.
Things that I don't know.
The icicles they grow.
They never let me go.
Scars are left as proof.
But tears they soak on through.
Things I've done.
My young.
My unforgivable youth.

-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: Hood Now （Outro）

This one for the hood!

[Verse 1]
What do you do when it's so unequal?
Wear Michael Jordan's with your tuxedos
It's hood now
It's hood now
Yea, yea
It's "hood" now
Public school system only teaching parts
So the school of hard knocks is what make you street smart
You're hood now
Hood now
Yea, yea
Hood now
Open fire hydrant 'front the liquor store
Kool and perm ads all on the billboards
You in the hood now
You in the hood now
That's right
You in the hood now
Ramen noodle soups, you make the best
Water in the milk to make it stretch
That's the hood now
That's the hood now
That's the hood now
That's the hood now
Ivy League was running really well then
They slipped up and let Cornel in
It's hood now
It's hood now
Yes it is
It's hood now
In Miami Beach, it's rich white folks
But Memorial Day, "you know who" do the most
It's hood now
It's hood now
It's hood now
Yea, it's hood now
And house shoes is for the house fool
The homies wear 'em out, how cool
It's hood now
It's hood now
That's hood now
Oh yea, that's hood now
And that Mercedes Benz, on them giant rims
Open up the trunk and see 'bout twenty ten's
That's hood now
It's hood now
That's hood now
Oh yea, that's hood now
And diamond chains was for kings and queens
But since we got to 'em they'll never be the same
They hood now
They hood now
Bling, Bling
It's hood now
You pissed her off, you broke the rules
Her earrings out, she taking off her shoes
It's hood now
It's hood now
It's about to be...
Really hood now
Chop up Jazz, loop up the Rock
Sample the Blues, call it Hip-Hop
It's hood now
It's hood now
Yea mayne
It's hood now

[Hook]
We took that hurt, made it into songs
God bless the child that's got his own
Sayin' it's hood now
Sayin' it's hood now

[Verse 2]
Pants saggin' right off my ass
I sit it down, right in first class
It's hood now
It's hood now
Yes sir
It's hood now
Fancy restaurant, dress code
T-shirt, gym shorts
It's hood now
It's hood now
Hallelujah
It's hood now
Fashion shows, with fancy clothes
You see Mr. West right in the front row
It's hood now
It's hood now
That's what it means
It's hood now
At the Oscar's, P on the sticks
And the winner is… Three-6
It's hood now
It's hood now
Uh oh…
It's hood now

[Hook]
We took that hurt, made it into songs
God bless the child that's got his own
Sayin' it's hood now
Sayin' it's hood now

[Verse 3]
You had Elvis Presley and he was crackin'
But guess what? Here comes Michael Jackson
It's hood now
It's hood now
That's right
It's hood now
Pro sports, them was yo' courts
But you let us in, so on and so forth
It's hood now
It's hood now
Uh huh
It's hood now
They gave us scraps, some of it old
We cooked it up and called it "soul"
It's good now
It's good now
You like that?
It's hood now
And you know me, I don't vote
But the White House, you already know
It's hood now
It's hood now
Yes sir
It's hood now

[Hook]
We took that hurt, made it into songs
God bless the child that's got his own
Sayin' it's hood now
Sayin' it's hood now
Yea

[Outro]
You know I had to do it
Can't forget where you came from
One for the ghetto
Two for the hood
Three for the all
Four for the good

Yea

And we out
This the great
I mean, God is Great
American Rap
Food and Liquor 2… through

-End-

Artist: Lupe Fiasco
Title: Things We Must Do For Others

Credit information For this album Can be found Underneath The CD tray Thank you!

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