Released: November 26, 2009

Songwriter: Lupe Fiasco

Producer: Timbaland

[Verse: Lupe Fiasco]
Uh
We just gonna keep it going and going
Until I feel completed and happy about it, you know
Uh
Opus of a ghetto boy who grew into a project man
Brewster Place, he used to stick his scissors in his sockets damn
Clear that Project Runway
Cause this is where my rocket lands
Ain’t got no problems, Houston
I A.K.A. then rocket land
Events recent that lit a fire under him like pots and pans
Rockets and I up in the sky like helicopter cams
And you down there in the traffic jam
From here I’ve seen a bunch of fake shit like avid wrestling fans
Came up from the bottom of the eye exam zoom
Now I’m like the biggest G up in the room
Still hard to see me like the truth on TV
Or the roof from the sidewalk
I don’t flow, I ceiling
My mama said they need me
Cause I’m made from the best stuff on earth
Like Snapple Tea Leaves
They glass is half full so I spit into them like Celie
No longer G, now you can see me
But your letter's still under my sea like seaweed
C and G but nothing bout me CG
It’s all real, none of this is green screen
Shut Up and Let Me Go just like The Ting Tings
I’m feeling like a Mac
Standing around a bunch of PCs
I’ve rocked it from the shottas to the soccer moms
Try to stop what’s going on
You’ll see the back of my hand like the tops of palms
I’m balling like the tops of pawns
Circle of influence getting bigger like the ripples on the tops of ponds
Sure-footed and War Headed like the tops of bombs
Domino-in niggas
Delivery is Papa John's, Little Caesar's
Burning down your Pizza Hut
Plaque collection building cause
I don’t brush my teeth enough
Yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks
You might think this deep as fuck
But this is like my weaker stuff
They ask is this his day-to-day cause this is like a week to us
Mic is shy and speakers blush
I is shy and he is up
I correct, me is up
No we is up - cause its like two of me
And each of us rapping acid, eat this up
A-Town down, peace is up
New York to East Coast is cuffed
West Side riding
Lot of niggas' salty cause
Cause I be overseas and tough
Everything seamless, WorldStar never seen this
NahRight gotta stream this, mother fucking genius
Brave and fly, you backbone-less and wingless
Bunch of chickens on the strip
I’m coming for they fingers
Till what they throwing up is meaningless
Chilly Chill you seeing this
This didn’t make MTV’s list
Finish fingers, eating wrist, feeding frenzy and shit
Succotash suffering
Chicken-Frikasee'en this
A beat eating media blitz
Pace is getting feverish
Pain is growing Seaver-ish
These the peppers Peter picked
Things are at their easiest
Real Compton city G’in it
But I’m from Chicago, house lights bravo
(*Applause*)
Yeah
I'm just playing
Internet
Check, check, check, check, check

Lupe Fiasco

The Chicago born Wasalu Muhammad Jaco first tasted success when he featured on Kanye West’s hit “Touch the Sky”, a track that shortly preceded his real breakout, his 2006 debut album Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor, and he never looked back. He has established himself as one of the greatest urban wordsmiths of all time, with Genius even dubbing him the ‘Proust of Rap’.

While he’s now regarded of one of the 21st Century’s Hip-Hop greats, he wasn’t always a fan of the genre, initially disliking it due to the prominence of vulgarity and misogyny within it. In his late teens, he aspired to make it as a lyricist. In his early twenty’s, he met Jay-Z, who helped him sign with Atlantic Records in 2005. The following year, he released his debut album (Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor), which was met with acclaim from fans and critics alike, as did his sophomore effort, Lupe Fiasco’s The Cool.

The following eight years of his career saw far less output than many would’ve anticipated. This can be partly attributed to his struggles with Atlantic Records. The executives wanted him to sign a 360 deal; however, as he refused to do so they instead shelved his already completed 3rd album, Lasers, and wouldn’t promote him as they had previously. The overseers at the label also interfered with his music (as they had tried to do with his fan-favorite track “Dumb it Down”); subsequently effecting the quality and sound of his third and fourth albums.