Lupe Fiasco - Sunshine Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Sunshine Video

Yeah, yeah, whoo

Uhh, alright, yeah, alright

 

Verse 1

Uh, fresh to death she is

From her steps to the set she is

So death might not let me live

Ya dig

Fresh, uh huh, yes she is

Had a feelin that it would be a day like this

The orchestra in my mind dont play like this (naw),

But I'm prepared for it

Got a little rare for it

Brushed off my airs

Even cut my hair for it

'Cause normally I don't care for it

Don't even be looken for like, like that

Then there go it

Yea, right over there so I prepare to poet

Little scared my stare lowered

Momma said have no fear

Plus I'm already out of my chair

Gather up my airs on my square from here forward

It's nothin' right? So here go it

Whispered in her ear, its kinda crowded in here

Would you care to blow it,

She said yea

 

Chorus

You my sunshine (you're my sunshine),

You my moonlight (you're my moonlight),

You're the starry skies above me won't you please come down and hug me,

Think I found love in this club tonight (Wowowowo)

 

Verse 2

Never met her before

But I think I like her like a metaphor

It's hard to get, in the car we sit

From the intro she rolled down her window just in case I was a schizo

I compliment her on the common sense

I'm calm

A little more confident (Uh Huh)

And then we lose consciousness

She says that I've been waitin' for you

And I know you been chasin me too, since they kidnapped me from a castle

I been thinkin' of you

I told a fire breathin' dragon he bet' not harm me or be sorry, when he meets my one man army

And thou has come to rescue me

My knight in shinin' armor yes you be

Woken up by the horn of an SUV

I said see, too beautiful to let you sleep

 

Chorus

 

Verse 3

Relationship is just 30 minutes long

It's kinda heavy, maybe a little strong

Go and take much more than once

Can't trust what each of us say at least for a month

Or two, before I bid you adieu

Do this one thing for me, out of the trillions of numbers thats in the world

Just leave me a few, that lead to you

Won't be long and, I see you in the mornin'

Cool

 

Chorus

 

You my sunshine

You my moonlight

You're the starry skies above me won't you please come down & hug me (until fade)

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Lupe Fiasco - Daydreamin' Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Daydreamin' Video

Daydream (daydream)

I fell asleep beneath the flowers (I fell asleep beneath the flowers)

For a couple of hours (For a couple of hours)

On a beautiful day (On a beautiful day)

Daydream (daydream)

I dream of you amid the flowers (I dream of you amid the flowers)

For a couple of hours (For a couple of hours)

Such a beautiful day (Such a beautiful....Daaaaay)

 

As a spy from behind my giant robot's eyes

I keep him happy cause I might fall out if he cries

Scared of heights so I might pass out if he flies

Keep him on auto-pilot cause I can't drive

Room enough for one I tell my homies, they can't ride

Unless they sittin' on the shoulders, but that's way too high

Lets try not to step on the children,

The news cameras filmin'

This walkin' project buildin'

Now there's hoes sellin' hoes like right around the toes

And the crackheads beg at about the lower leg

There's crooked police thats stationed at the knees

And they do drive-bys like up and down the thighs

And there's a car chase goin' on at the waist

I keep a vest on my chest

I'm sittin' in my room as I'm lookin' out the face

Something to write about

I still got some damage from fightin' the White House

Just a...

 

Daydream (daydream)

I fell asleep beneath the flowers (I fell asleep beneath the flowers)

For a couple of hours (For a couple of hours)

On a beautiful day (On a beautiful day)

Daydream (daydream)

I dream of you amid the flowers (I dream of you amid the flowers)

For a couple of hours (For a couple of hours)

Such a beautiful day (Such a beautiful....Daaaaay)

 

Now come on everybody, let's make cocaine cool

We need a few more half-naked women up in the pool

And hold this MAC-10 is all covered in jewels

And can you please put your titty's closer to the 22's?

And where's the champagne? We need champagne!

Now look as hard as you can with this blunt in your hand

And now hold up the chain, slow-motion through the flames

Now cue the smoke machines and the simulated rain

But not too loud cause the baby's sleepin'

I wonder if it knows what the world is keepin'

Up both sleeves while he lay there dreamin'

Me and my robot tip-toe 'round creepin'

I had to turn my back on what got you paid

I couldn't see, had the hood on me like Abu Graib

But I'd like to thank the streets that drove me crazy

And all the televisions out there that breaks me

I was ...

 

Daydream (daydream)

I fell asleep beneath the flowers (I fell asleep beneath the flowers)

For a couple of hours (For a couple of hours)

On a beautiful day (On a beautiful day)

Daydream (daydream)

I dream of you amid the flowers (I dream of you amid the flowers)

For a couple of hours (For a couple of hours)

Such a beautiful day (Such a beautiful....Daaaaay)

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Lupe Fiasco - Hurt Me Soul Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Hurt Me Soul Video

Yeah...yeah, this one right here....

I dedicate this one right here....

To everybody out there, ya dig?...uh-huh...

Check it out...

 

Verse 1

Now I ain't tryin' to be the greatest

I used to hate hip hop, yup, because the women degraded

But Too Short made me laugh like a hypocrite I played it

A hypocrite, I stated, though I only recited half

Omittin' the word bitch, cursin' I wouldn't say it

Me and Dog couldn't relate 'til a bitch I dated

Forgive my favorite word for her and hers alike

But I learned it from a song I heard and sorta liked

Yea, further ice and glamorized drug-dealin' was appealin'

But the block club kept it from in front our buildin'

Gangsta rap based filmings became the building blocks for children

With leakin' ceilings catchin' drippings with pots

Coupled with compositions from 'Pac, Nas's It Was Written

In the mix with my realities and feelings

Living conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic vision

I began to jot, tap the world and listen

It drop

 

Refrain

My mom can't feed me, my boyfriend beats me

I have sex for money, the hood don't love me

The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me

And I got no place to go

They bomb my village, they call us killers

Took me off they welfare, cant afford they health care

My teacher wont teach me, my master beats me

And it hurts me soul....

 

Verse 2

I had a ghetto boy bop, a Jay-Z boycott

Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti

I'm thinkin' golly, God, guard me from the ungodly

But by my 30th watching of the streets is watchin

I was back to giving props again and that was botherin'

'bout as uncomfortable, as a untouchable touchin you

The theme songs that niggas hustle to

Seem wrong but these songs was comin' true

And it was all becomin' cool

I found a condom on the ground that Johns would cum into and thought

What constitutes a prostitute is the pursuit of profit, then they drop it

The homie in the suit, pat her on the butt, then rock it

It seems I was seein' the same scene adopted

Prevalent in different things with the witnesses indifferent to stop it

They said don't knock it, mind ya business

His business isn't mine, then that nigga pimpin got it.

 

Refrain

They took my daughter, I ain't got no water

I cant get hired, they cross on fire

We all got suspended, I just got sentenced

So I got no place to go

They threw down my gang sign, I ain't got no hang time

They talk about my sneakers, poisoned our leader

My father ain't seen me, turn off my tv

Cause it hurts me soul

 

Verse 3

So through the Grim Reaper sickle sharpening

Macintosh marketin', Oil fields augerin'

Brazilian adolescent disarmament

Israeli occupation, Islamic martyrdom precise, yea

Laser-guided targetin', Oil for food barterin'

Terrorist organization harborin'

Sand camouflage army men, CCF sponsorin'

World conquerin', telephone monitorin'

Louis Vuitton modelin', pornographic actress honorin'

String theory ponderin', bulemic vomitin'

Catholic priest fondlin'

Preemptive bombin' and Osama ain't no bombin' them

They breakin' in my car again

Deforestation and overloggin' and

Hennessy and hypnotic swallowin', hydroponic coughin' and

All the world's ills

Sittin' on chrome 24 inch wheels...

 

Refrain

They say I'm infected, this is why I inject it

I had it aborted, and got deported

My laptop got spyware, said that I cant lie here

But I got no place to go

I cant stop eatin', my best friend's leavin'

My pastor touched me, I love this country

I lost my earpiece, I hope y'all hear me

Cause it hurts me soul

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Lupe Fiasco - Put You On Game Lyrics

Lupe Fiasco - Put You On Game Video

(The Game: Laughing, smoking)

 

Lemme put you on game (gunshot)

Lemme put you on game

 

Don't you know that I run this place,

And I've begun this race,

Must I rerun this pace?

I'm the reason its become this way

And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised

(lemme put you on game)

They love my darkness,

I make them heartless,

And in return, the have become my martyrs,

I've been in the poem of many a poet,

And I reside in the art of many a artist

(lemme put you on game)

Some of your smartest have tried to articulate

My whole part in this

But they're fruitless in their harvest

The drow grows from my footsteps

I'm the one that they follow,

I am the one that they march with

(lemme put you on game)

Through the back alleys

And the black markets,

The Oval Offices,

The crackhouses and apartments

Through the mazes of the queens,

The pages of the sages

And the Chambers of The Kings

(lemme put you on game)

Through the veins-es of the fiends,

A paper chaser's pager,

Yo, I'm famous on the scene

One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things

Speak every single language on the planet, kna'mean?

(lemme put you on game)

I am the American dream,

The rape of Africa

The undying machine,

The overpriced medicine,

The murderous regime,

The tough guy's front,

And the one behind the scenes

(lemme put you on game)

I am the blood of this city,

It's gas, water, and electricity,

I'm it's gym, and it's math, and it's history,

The gunshots in the class

And you can't pass if you're missin, G.

I taught them better than that

I taught them aim for the head

And hope they never come back

I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby,

Hope he never comes back,

I hope he's with your mother,

With my hustlers high in my traps

(lemme put you on game)

I hope you die in his trash,

I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs

I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag,

Behind the hospital little baby,

Crack addicts had

(lemme put you on game)

Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper,

A welfare-receiving prostitute

And gold digger,

You can watch on TV,

How they should properly depict you,

The rivers should flow with liquor,

Quench your thirst on my elixirs,

(lemme put you on game)

I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor

The trusted misleader,

The number one defender,

And from a throne of their bones I rule,

These fools are my fuel

So I make them Cool

(lemme put you on game)

Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool,

And feed 'em from the table that held the Corleone's food,

If you die, tell 'em that you played my game

I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name,

'Cause I'm the... (gunshot)

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