Lupe Fiasco - Hip Hop Saved My Life Lyrics

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Dedicate dedicate

This one right here goes out

To my homie with the drink na mean

He said I write what I see

Write to make it right don't like where I be

I'd like to make it light the sights on TV

Quite the great life so nice and easy

See now you can still die from that

But it's better than not being alive from straps

Agree a Mead notebook and a bic that click

When it's pushed in a whack ass beat

That's a track that's weak that he got last week

'Cause everybody in the store's like that's that heat

A bass heavy medley with a sample from the 70's

With a screwed up hook that went 'Stack That Cheese'

Somethin' somethin' somethin' 'Stack That Cheese'

Mother sister cousin 'Stack That Cheese'

He couldn't think of nothin' 'Stack That Cheese'

He turns down the beat writer's block impedes

Cryin' from the next room a baby in need

Of some Pampers and some food and place to sleep

That plus a black Cadillac on D's

Is what keep 'em on track to be a great Emcee yea

One you never heard of I push it hard to further the

Grind I feel like murder but hip-hop you saved me

One you never heard of I push it hard to further the

Grind I feel like murder but hip-hop you saved my life

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Reps North side so he rocks them braids

Eleven-hundred friends on his MySpace page

Stack That Cheese got seven hundred plays

Producer made him take it down said he had to pay

Open mic champ two weeks in a row

Ex-D Boy with a B-Boy flow

Glow like Leroy you should see boy go

Got a daddy servin' life and a brother on the row

Best homie in the grave tatted up while in the cage

Minute Maid got his momma workin' like a slave

Down baby momma who he really had to honor

'Cause she was his biggest fan even let him use her Honda

To drive up to Dallas went to open up for amateurs

Let him keep a debit card so he could put gas in it

Told her when he get on he gon' take her to the galleria

Buy everythin' but the mannequins ya dig

One you never heard of I push it hard to further the

Grind I feel like murder but hip-hop you saved me

One you never heard of I push it hard to further the

Grind I feel like murder but hip-hop you saved my life

His man called said Ya time might be now

They played your freestyle over Wipe Me Down

They played it two times say it might be crowned

As the best thing out the H-Town in a while

He picked up his son with a great big smile

Rapped every single word to the new born child

Then he put him down and went back to the kitchen

And put on another beat and got back to the mission of

Get his momma out the hood put her somewhere in the woods

Keep his lady lookin' good have her rollin' like she should

Show his homies there's a way other than that flippin' ya

Bail his homie outta jail put a lawyer on his case

Throw a concert for the school show the shoulders that it's cool

Throw some candy on the Caddy chuck the deuce and act a fool

Man it feels good when it happens like that

Two days from goin' back to sellin' crack yes sir

One you never heard of I push it hard to further the

Grind I feel like murder but hip-hop you saved me

One you never heard of I push it hard to further the

Grind I feel like murder but hip-hop you saved my life

One you never heard of I push it hard to further the

Grind I feel like murder but hip-hop you saved me

One you never heard of I push it hard to further the

Grind I feel like murder but hip-hop you saved my life

Hip-hop you saved my life

Hip-hop you saved my life

Hip-hop you saved my life

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