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you ain't gotta' tip toe, in the whip though, deep throat, no teeth h*e (We know)
You a freak though, on your knees h*e ain't me though. No gas, no

heartbreaker |tell me your name |but you never know |got a hood full of horses|ready to go|are you in the mood for some dangerous|i'm talkin twos wheels blue

we goin in 
Hell yea you know its them 
Rebel writers in this bitch 
Ya we closing in

Yo, I ain't no killer but I'm bout to murder this
Glock 23 with

just let the lazer talk so
Why u asking me for ammo
I'm invisible by nature like I'm camo
The only time you set a foot in my
City’s when you step on your

keep down your health
From yourself
It's about growing up with your mom and pops
And really doing
What you gotta do
But you really know
It's a lot

mislead
I always gotta stay exempt
This time I don't waste
Get your bread up I ain't serving no eighth
Bitch I'm a rebel I go against the grain
Never

sayin’ is I really ain’t the one you know...>>
Run the show...
Never short...
Only tall numbers...
Couple dimes by my side...
'n' they all stunners...

I been up having late nights
Getting heads wanna lay mine
Had to get it in since yay high
Save by da bell, its playtime
Word is my names

the game
My kind of aim
I'd rather have the glory within my name
Instead of fame
Niggas crashing out crossin' lines
Better fix your lane
Gotta keep your head

by the morning (Yeah, yeah)
And I hope I remember her name by the morning (Ok)
Gotta grind cause ya family staving (Yeah, yeah)
Better stay protected,

your money on your pocket not your wrist (Watch your pocket)
Gotta know your heart
Know your heart like your ends (Know your soul)
Get your money 'cause

burnin to hell

Like  fuckin chicas that i Never got to know how to spell

You wanna be à thug wanna be à rebel
But god got you on your knees by the ring

Baby Cakes
You just don't know, know
How I, I
Got plans to blow, blow
And I just wanted you to know
I'm not sure our love'll grow
Gotta take it step by

Doin' My Thang

Kool Moe Dee

Interlude

1994

on a higher - level
You sold your soul and you got hired by a - devil
To reek havoc in the ghetto, y'all go head on
Keep runnin with God like a runnin rebel

with the Super Sunday rush
We're trotting to the cot cause your
Style turns back to mush
I flip out the funk off the frame
Now you know my name

with the rebels
Yeah, I know he do the bare minimum
So why he acting like he need a medal?
Thane really be on that timing
He move in silence, so they

[Intro]
Uh, what up ya'll
Soundtrack what's poppin' baby
Ya'll ain't know
I go by the name of
Lupe Fiasco
Representin' that 1st & 15
Yea
And this one

to the scripts, study your role
Team got my six, God got my soul
Know that he lives, he making me strong
Switch up my steez I know I belong 
My kids gotta see me

Hey motherfuckers, come enjoy the sand
Fuck Hamas, fuck you, fuck your promised land
Fuck us, fuck your country, fuck your rebel flag
Fuck DJDufus,

Bull
Doing what they say I can't I'm a
Rebel
Cherry red hot like the mathafuckin
Devil

Show up with the pack
And they don't know how to act
I don't even

For a silly gold chain by a chump (Word up)
It doesn't make you a big man (And)
To want to go out and dis your brother man
(And)
You don't know that's

is fancy, my talent enhance me
I'm out of this world my spaceship ain't landing
Rebels the gang can't tell by the branding
Don't Threaten the gang

the grain
But, first I got to know your name, tell me
I just gotta know girl tell me how you feel
Put your number in my phone girl, I just want to chill
Can

when I'm looking at you
And I wanna know your name
And I wanna know your game
You've been all up in my mind, gotta try to get you
(Yeah yeah)
Gotta try