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<i>[Lupe Fiasco]</i><br />
Your attention please, your attention I need it<br />
So I can sit you in a position from which I see it<br />
Where I'm seated is scenic<br />
Heavy-weighter, slim as the Machinist, so bulimic<br />
Which means you somewhere in between it<br />
I take it back for you like the Wyld Stallyns of San Dimas<br />
I'm in the market for low-mile 360 Modenas<br />
And a good organic cleaners<br />
My car always a winner<br />
Your car's always pitted<br />
We should call it Stanley Steamers<br />
Most of my friends in gangs<br />
My new nickname is gang is con/Ghengis Khan<br />
But without the 'Ye, but his last name's my side<br />
I ride with the demeanors/the meanest<br />
I'm armed to the teeth<br />
You're Venus and you've never been to the Dinas/dentist)<br />
School of Hard Knocks, I dean it<br />
I done it, as well as a celebrated alumnus<br />
I donate to the campus and my name's on the arenas<br />
But you can't bring it to my court not even with subpoenas<br />
Cause you can't play my sport but you can still cheerlead us<br />
And you can't sit there, that section's for the seniors<br />
And the sexy senoritas so just move up to the bleachers<br />
How you going to school me when I grew up with your teachers<br />
I know that you can't hear me<br />
Cause I blew up all the speakers<br />
And the power line is hanging<br />
Cause I threw up all the sneakers<br />
I ate up the imposters/pasta<br />
And I chewed through all the pizzas<br />
I blacked out with a black card<br />
And I maxed out all the Visas<br />
Accreditation so prestigious<br />
Just walk across my stage<br />
Your life will be completed<br />
Don't need financial aid<br />
Cause this is just some free shit<br />
You been properly prepared<br />
Throw your hats up in the air<br />
I'm red hot, Chilly/Red Hot Chili, I'm Anthony Kiedis<br />
My spirit smells teenage<br />
And Chi-town's feeling excellent<br />
We hit them with the President<br />
See we set the precedent<br />
I don't feel I'm best<br />
I just feel I'm better than<br />
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<i>[Chorus: Thom Yorke/Radiohead]</i><br />
Everyone, everyone around here<br />
Everyone is so near<br />
So alone, so alone<br />
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<i>[Lupe Fiasco]</i><br />
See I don't disagree<br />
This is just a grievance<br />
This ain't dissing<br />
This is civil disobedience<br />
How you going to make hip-hop<br />
Without all the ingredients?<br />
Lot of mouths to feed<br />
Plus a lot of greediness<br />
And that greed, outshines the neediness<br />
What niggas need is some question they authority<br />
And tune out all the TV shit<br />
And we be this<br />
So I give them more<br />
You see I did it for<br />
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<i>[Chorus]</i><br />
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<i>[Lupe Fiasco]</i><br />
Yeah, I am back up on the airwaves<br />
Feeling like a Soldier and I ain't talking where the Bears play<br />
Flair, look how I Fred Astaire down the staircases<br />
Fixing to be a hair-raising tortoise versus hare race<br />
So you should hang around here/hair like some earrings<br />
I know attention's all about how you pair things<br />
So when I want them to hear me out<br />
I just sit them next to some pictures of Rosa splitting with her titties out<br />
And what's written on her titties is what it's really about<br />
Then her vagina is some poor kids from China<br />
Nipples nuclear missiles<br />
Ass is a daughter without a dad<br />
Back is like Afghanistan, Iraq<br />
Health care hair, drive-by thighs<br />
Education lips, HIV eyes<br />
Environment feet<br />
Justice get her so wet, brains get you brains<br />
You can fuck her if you protest<br />
But before you bust in her face, finish listening to the tape<br />
Enemy of the State

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