Released: December 25, 2013

Producer: SIMON SAYZ (Producer)

"Piru Blues"

Show me how to breathe again
Give me a reason to end
This pain and all this suffering
Is there something, can I win?
It's hard to believe again
Is it something?
Or maybe nothing, nothing

[Verse 1]
Blood stains on the camouflage jacket
And love pain hands on the fully automatic
She looks into the eyes of her comrade/lover
Comcast, C-SPAN cover warfare rages on the other
Side of the wall where the revolution utters
In the language besides brotherly love for the sufferers
It's the sacrifice that touches her
He brushes her cheek, smeared with black smudges
Of oil and dirt he picked up from falling to the earth
When did things fall so far to love and so into berserk?
Supplies in the church but nothing of worth
That can repair the hurt, so out comes the tears and
In come the visions, gargoyles and gryphons
The tensions, the strength, and the stiff and release
On his way to God, guarded by the beast
She picks up his rifle and rushes to the street


[Verse 2]
With blood stains on the chinchilla fur
And a hundred bullet holes in the Rolls Royce Spur
Through designer sunglasses the world is a blur
Diamonds are being ripped from the neck of the third
Second and first seems so unneeded
But this one she feels that he got what he deserved
The money floats, the liquor spills
She dances on macabre; a nigga is being killed
Skeletons dance with her an elegant prance amidst the
Whores and the drunks, the sinners and the punks
A parliament of fools baptized in the funk
Cologne won't stop bullets no matter where you put it
But they spray it in the trunk
It mixes with the blood and the residue of drugs
It hits her all at once
Stings the nostrils, as our Rihanna as Madonna
And Nirvana bewitches another hostile

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
With blood stains on the maxi pad missing
We welcome another soul into the land of the living
Something about the mirror so different, it smiles
Now how could glass smile?
So she runs into the kitchen
The microwave, the spoons and the plates
Everywhere where there's a reflection of her face
The turned off TV, the cell phone and laptop screen be
Looking jubilant as Jeezy
In the trap or Gucci in the chain shop
A fan getting name dropped, this wasn't in the plans
But the pain stopped, and held the daffodils
Pleasant surprise not in the newspaper horoscope
A scene in the leaves of the chamomile
She musta missed it
Probably fell outta the bag but she dipped it
Nonetheless, she feels terrific

[Hook x2]

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.