Lupe Meets With Atlantic Records President. Good News Coming?
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Who cares about this bitch ass kid... I mean really didn't the MMers make this guy quit? Him and that lonewolf kid probably committed suicide by now; they fail at life so hard. Lol I just thought of something, didn't that lonewolf kid look like that gay guy from Rutgers that jumped off a bridge in New York?
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Verse 1
Have you ever the feeling that, you was being had?
Don’t that shit that make you mad?
They treat you like a slave
Put chains all on your soul
And put whips up on your back
They be lying through their teeth
Hope you slip up off your path
I don’t switch up I just laugh
Put my kicks up on their desk
Unaffected by their threats
And then get Busy on they ass
See that’s how that Chi-town made me
That’s how my daddy raised me
That glitterin’ may not be gold
Don’t let nobody play me
If you are my homeboy
You never have to pay me
Go on and put your hands up
When times is hard you stand up
L-U-P the man, cuz
The brand that the fans trust
So even if they ban us
They’ll never slow my plans up
Chorus
Alright, Already the show goes on
All night till the mornin we dream so long
Anybody ever wonder
When they will see the sun up
Just remember when come up
The show goes on
Verse 2
One in the air for the people that here
Two in the air for the father that’s there
Three in the air for kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids that don’t wanna be there
None for the niggas tryin’ to hold ‘em back
Five in the air for the teacher not scared
To tell those kids that’s livin’ in the ghetto
That the niggas holdin’ back that the world is theres
Ya ya the world is yours
I was once that little boy
Terrified of the world
Now I’m on a world tour
I will give up everything
Even start a world war
For these ghetto girls and boys
I’m rapping ‘round the world for
Africa to New York
Haiti then I detour
Oakland to Auckland
‘Cross the strip to Detroit
Say hip hop only destroy
Tell ‘em look at me boy
I hope your son don’t have a gun
And never be a d-boy
Chorus
Verse 3
So no matter what you been through
No matter what you in to
No matter what you see
When you look outside your window
Brown grass or green grass
Picket fence or barbed wire
Never ever put ‘em down
You just lift your arms higher
Raise em til your arms tired
Let em know you’re there
That you struggle and survivin
And that you’re gon’ persevere
Ya, ain’t nobody leavin
Nobody going home
Even if they turn the lights out
The show is going on
Alright
Chorus
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