Lyrics:
in 6 figures
This my diet
No stopping just pushing on past all the bias
Bitch I'm here to riot
Bitch I'm here to riot
I Seen the Mclaren my eyes
put on by Saratoga presbytyrian church every Friday night at 6:00 Pm
Free movies and popcorn, movies like titan etc
Please come visit
Miss you
These
I ventured into the courtyard
Followed by fifty two brothers
Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard
Goin' out with a bang
Ready to bang out
But
tucker
I don't trust 'em, I don't love her
Little brother
Don't make me reach out and touch ya
I don't got candy but I'll
Turn your head to Gushers, sucka
would riot
I'd like to ask, please, who will put down that mob?
I'm an overpaid producer with pleasant reasons to rejoice, and I do
In the wholesome
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
I'm under control
Then wrapped the six-fo' round the telephone poll
I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother
I throw it in the gutter and go buy
rollin hard now I'm under control
Then wrapped the six-fo' round the telephone poll
I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother
I throw it in the gutter
rollin hard now I'm under control
Then wrapped the six-fo' round the telephone poll
I looked at my car and I said, "Oh brother
I throw it in the gutter
or your brother man
No God I know would ever take you in
Take your gun for your gun now it's time to try it
What's it gonna take to make you riot
Would you rather be 6 feet under ground
Imma riot, Imma go all out
Gotta fight it, Imma take you down
It don't matter what you do to me now
Would you
til the day we burn pens
Ain't no mystery we need victory, the system conspired
The days of the riots ain't retired
But brothers staying calm 'cause
I ventured into the courtyard
Followed by fifty two brothers
Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard
Goin' out with a bang
Ready to bang out
But
beater
I went to get them out but there was no bail
The fellas 'cause a riot in the county jail
Two days later in municipal court
Kilo G on trial,
beater
I went to get them out but there was no bail
The fellas 'cause a riot in the county jail
Two days later in municipal court
Kilo G on trial,
a little glimpse gaze of my plan won't switch plays
I'm a sick man and you too weak like eight and six days
You eating plenty huh well I'm a starving artist
the world get ready for this excruciating violence
Forget concepts of balance but keep steady crush silence with diligence
But don't riot against, brother
I'm back in the 'Yo like it's back in the day
My city a riot, I go on a diet
But if I keep eating, they'll have a parade
I'm on the 9, I'm having
But cock was and she went
Hopped on a train right before I was six
And soon made another kid that she kept
Shit
Still making money off me and my brother
went to get them out but there was no bail
The fellas 'cause a riot in the county jail
Two days later in municipal court
Kilo G on trial, cold cut
by a long shot
We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat
And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying
beater
I went to get them out but there was no bail
The fellas 'cause a riot in the county jail
Two days later in municipal court
Kilo G on trial,
by a long shot
We don't fire warning shots, niggas fire on swat
And if they get me, Brooklyn gonna riot on spot
I'm from the hood, so I'm supplying
helpless
When I try to stay sick, it's Yakub grafted six
Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill
When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah
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