歌曲 Hip-hop saved my life 歌手 Lupe fiasco

歌词：Dedicate, dedicate uh This one right here goes out to my homie with the drink, Knaw mean. He said, I write what I see Write to make it right, don't like what I be I like to make it like the sights on TV Quite the great life so nice and easy, See, now you can still die from that But it's better than not being alive from straps. Agreed, a Mead notebook and a Bic that click when its pushed and a whack ass beat. That's a track thats weak that he got last week 'Cause everybody in the studio's like that's that heat A bass-heavy medley with a sample from the 70s with a screwed up hook that went "Stack that cheese" Somethin somethin somethin "Stack that cheese" Mother sister cousin "Stack that cheese" He couldn't think of nothin' "Stack that cheese" He turns down the beat, writter's block impedes Cryin' from the next room a baby in need of some pampers and some food and a place to sleep That plus a black Cadillac on D's Is what keeps him on track to be a great emcee. Yeah. Chrous One you never heard of I, Push it hard to further the Grind, I feel like murder but, Hip Hop just saved me One you never heard of I, Push it hard to further the Grind, I feel like murder but, Hip Hop just saved my life Reps North side so he rocks them braids Eleven-hundred friends on his Myspace page "Stack that cheese" got seven-hundred plays Producer made him take it down, said he had to pay Open mic champ 2 weeks in a row Ex D boy with a B Boy flow Glow like LeRoy you should see boy go Got a daddy servin' life and a brother on the 'row Best homie in the grave, tatted up in the cage MinuteMaid got his momma workin like a slave Downed baby momma who he really had to honour Cause she was his biggest fan even let him use her Honda To drive up to Dallas went to open up for amatuers Let him keep her debit card so he could put gas in it Told her when he get on he gon' take her to the galleria Buy her everything but the manicans, ya dig Chrous One you never heard of I, Push it hard to further the Grind, I feel like murder but, Hip Hop just saved me One you never heard of I, Push it hard to further the Grind, I feel like murder but, Hip Hop just saved my life His man called said your time might be now They played your freestyle over "Whipe me down" They played it 2 times, said it might be crowned As the best thing out the H-Town in a while He picked up his son with a great big smile Rapped every single word to the new born child Then he put him down and got back to the kitchen Put on another beat and got back to the mission To get his momma out the hood, put her somewhere in the woods Keep his lady lookin' good, have her rollin' like she should Show his homies there's a way, other than that flippin' yay' Bail his homie out of jail, get a lawyer on his case Throw a concert for the school, show the soldiers that its cool Throw some candy on the Caddy, chuck the deuce and act a fool Now it feels good when it happens like that 2 days from goin' back to sellin' crack, yessir