Hey, he had a whole lotta cheese//
plus he was a mac, had a whole lotta steeds//
Made alot of niggas fat gave a whole lotta G’s,//
grams..man he had a whole lotta dese//
And he would let you hold like a whole lotta keys,//
even if u lose some he would give you new ones//
Twice the bread,its like he had two buns,//
and he had a whole lotta seeds//
even his kids had meals,for reals//
some rich small fries wrapped in paper since they was lil
ketchup nigguh- “Gotta Eat”..
--- My Fanbase Spans From Vans to Timbalands..- Lupe..the Illest
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Cause the nigga wear a kufi, it don’t mean that he bright/ Cause you don’t understand him it don’t mean that he nice/
It just means you don’t understand all the bullshit that he write/Is it “Oochie Wally Wally” or is it “One Mic”?
Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool,
And feed 'em from the table that held Corleone’s food,
If you die, tell them that you played my game
I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name,
'Cause I’m the... [gunshot]
Like Shadow and Lavelle, I battle with it well
Tho I need holiday like lady who sung “Blue”
Go back, whatever you did you undo
Heavy as heaven
The devil on me, two ton’s too
Ehh..Just put up your favorites..dont worry bout how many
I’m just trying to do the opposite of left, as long as there’s the opposite of death, ya know
Yes, ya test and I just might bring the opposite of life, til' there’s no one the opposite of right”
“Keep my ears to the street like I can hear with my feet”
Put it to his head and said “You scared ain’t ya?"
He said: “Hustler for death. No heaven for a gangsta."
You see I’m a roller, right?
So it might be a rover, right?
But every time I drop a 'r' get off the streets
It’s over, ight?"
“They say the streets is a demon in a dress, with dollar signs in her eyes and semen on her breath."
But the Best of all:
She said, that she would give me greatness, status, placement
Above the others, my face with grace covers of the magazines
Of the hustlers, paper, the likes of which
That I had never seen, her eyes glow green
With the logo of our dreams, the purpose of our scene
A obscene obsession for the bling
She would be my queen, I could be her king, together
She would make me cool, and we would both rule, forever
And I would never feel pain
And never be without pleasure, ever, again
And if the rain stops, and everything’s dry
She would cry, just so I could drink the tears from her eyes
She’d teach my how to fly, even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall, and I plummet from the sky
But she would keep me high, and if I ever die
She would commission monuments on her bosom, to him
Or maybe she’d retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell, and I’ll be
--- My Fanbase Spans From Vans to Timbalands..- Lupe..the Illest
There’s an arms race, like I’m runnin' on my hands
A dance marathon on my napalms and
Drop mine’s first so that they bombs can’t
and glocks, lasers, missles beat rocks, paper, scissors
Svery night, I pray to the Lords of War, every man and mac eleven
that all good child rebel soldiers go to AK47 heaven
and a landmine in every playground that they step in
and you took the footage from the camera on the tips of our bullets
and record like former darfur [push it]
Truthfully, /
I have trouble with second verses/
cuz the first one be so intimidating. /
it be bullying the second, /
pickin on it, instigating, pointing out it’s limitations/
like YOU AIN’T NOTHING BUT AN IMITATION./
Then he get the chorus and the beat together and they get to hatin/
but then around the eighth bar he tired of them conspiring/
so then he find his inspiration to spar/
takes a few seconds of judo lessons/
and sits back and punches the guitar/
they stand in awe like/
when did you write that?/
They ain’t even right Black/
First verse already mad cuz he don’t have a chance to fight back/
... I like that//
--- My Fanbase Spans From Vans to Timbalands..- Lupe..the Illest
Lu Myself,
first of all accuse myself, for bein a fool..
all attempts to school myself have failed
to improve means to remove myself
from this pool of sharks dark as the mood I felt...
Im loosin fuel, its all the food I refused myself
thats how you do (how we do) when you do yourself
And if I lose, I can never excuse myself
til I grow old, sit back and accrued my wealth..
You dont stand a chance,
matter fact, u dont have half the stance (nope) to stand if u stood half a chance
like C-H-A, to dance wit this man from the C-H-A’s
give it up, just abandon plans
since U dont have half the stance like an amputee,
U dont have half the pants that it takes to command a family, a fan, or command a fee..
So u will never get the ransom u demand from me!
The goodnews' my foot’s loose, my hands are free,
so I dance all foot-loose and fancy free..
Big ups to Footloose and all the fans of me,
my fanbase spans from Vans to Timberlands, from
Mansions to section 8 campers, B..
Im they chamion n I aint even sound standard, see
I been lamping,
whipping up an answer to these rappers, who got it backwards like they zippin up they pants to pee!!
Like Im just a rapper, n I aint dapper.. Im frequently fly, I can go to France for free!!
N i aint no fan n base, cookin up grahams of seed, weighin they wet, stretchin they O’s like rubber bands, to feed! (Whoo!!)
Like I was white boy, 100 grand a key
what Im supposed to do with this little chump-ass, punk cash advance that they handed me??
I came back wit birds like Brandon Lee.
I came back wit words and stanzas, G!!
Told ya! Write back, like Stan
n imma stand till it answers me!!
Im concentratin man, thats y imma oscillatin fan (no, no) when they wanna shake hands wit me!!
It sucks right now! when u hear it, ya spirit just dampens, B..
Like, damn, I thought thats my man, what the hell happened to he?!
His fan base is disbandin, B, cuz his lyrics dont mirror when he first landed, see!!
So give it to this lamb to please, so help me G-d imma kill it, thats my word
remove this blind fold, just
give us a chance to see!!
N imma quit it the minute it abandons me!!
My plan’s to be
here for a minute then im finished, im vamping, G
most of these cats is pussies, pearl-tongues, oysters n clams to me!! Flinstone money!
Cant even stand bein in they glances, jeez!!
They say its lookin good, but from my vantage, B
shit is sinkin like Atlantis be!
im more set than Atlantis.. (whispering/mumbling)
Yall not understanding me??
Am I speaking Spanish, B??!
well adios, homes! i look like a sloppy joe? (yeah) what am I, a Manwich, b?!!
I gotta Big Mac, if U wanna sandwich, G!!
Who else U know keep the McD tucked wit the Windy on his shoulder...? I told ya..
Give it up dog, its over....."
--- My Fanbase Spans From Vans to Timbalands..- Lupe..the Illest
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