Lupe Fiasco - Friend Of The People lyrics

rate me

Friend! Friend!

Lu, cool, no, more doors

Porsche or, no, more doors

Sedan, 4-more, more doors

More doors in that Lord of the Rings, that Frodo ?

You'll see more war

They want more ?

I'm brougham, no man

Too slow for my program

Need Punk rock, not slow jams

Mosh pits not hold hands

Or slow dance, or romance

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It's gonna go man

Antlers, antlers

We are more like cannibals

Follow rules, what rules?

We don't have to answer to

No king tuts no presidents

This is more like a ritual

Why am I scared of death for?

?

Let's begin this interview

I know you got a lot of questions

I dont have you wanna talk bout

But I can answer, the detective

None of these dicks can trace me

I'm gonna let y'all question

This is the beginning of the last cut

I'm tired of getting treated like a step-kid

While I step in, that's Dosage

From Philly and it's so sick

He's my friend, so he's your friend

It's who Lupe Fiasco's with

Wanna know when I've gone insane

I just don't accept defeat

But since I'm nominated, this is gonna be my acceptance speech

Your big bro, requestin' me

Cause I'm a friend of the people

And I'm next to be in the game

And I don't hear the referees whistling technically

Dixie, let me sing!

I won't ever be your slave to the nation

Touche, Lupe, this is history in the making

We so in, Smithsonians with historians

We was there when the story started

Making history before we was artists

You know we's targets: Tar-get

It's always star shit

Shall we say hot-wired

Run around rap cause we double-park it

Look how many flats the car gets

Take the boots off and throw the tickets in the garbage

Then go to court just to get up in smart shit

Tell the motherfucking judge it's all ours, bitch