[Hook] And somebody tell me, where do I go from now (x4) [Intro] I've been lost, you know? Oh, you know? I didn't know... didn't know at all [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] I just wanted to use computers I made it to the finish line first, but Lu's a loser I wanted to watch so I turned to rocks Like Medusa, the block, the users The rock, the shooters, the shots, the heckle of cops The lugers, the Glocks, the cougars Should be with my Akhs, making Salat in the Ummah But instead I'm on the block in this lot with the Kufi's And I'm feeling like a doofus, I think I understand the meaning of life And really ain't no reason for ice, still want it Still haunted by the demon, a price But if u give it to me we'll flaunt it I think niggas is dead broke, and I can bring em to life, its funny how-- Naw it really ain't funny sometimes I hate money Please God take from me [Hook] All my blessings, I take em as a lesson Make 'em into questions, and relate 'em to the present Should I take it as a present? A penalty? But everything's from the man upstairs Could barely sing cuz the man upstairs is beating on the floor When the music stops will I have a chair? Will I be seated on the floor It really don't matter cat beat me to the score I was speaking to this whore You know I got trouble with women humble beginnings Mumblin and tremblin now they smugglin and stealing Step ya game up check the dame what? I nutted on her fangs ain't nuthin to hang up That really happened in fact but I ain't manufactured for that A bumpy ride had to fasten my straps I be tryna reach em, other niggas be lyin: Dyin' to get behind and beat 'em I just be tryna teach 'em [Hook] I put it on paper, cuz they'll put you on for paper But most of these niggas is paper 10 1/2 by 8 blue lines 3 holes Hit they ass wit 8's, flat lined, 3 holes Cuz they'll gas u up like cold pacer And leave u in the cold without a coat with a cold Thats not gangsta them niggas ain't ya boys man Them niggas is the poison gotta keep em under the sink Right next to the bleach I say that I'm on top of my game Cuz if you under you sink I wonder if its just the hunger you think? imagine that til it haunts you Them niggas want you to fall, I fall cuz I want to Yellow leaves and felonies that's how I fell on these God made my head with mind in it They made my bread with swine in it Made my bed and now im lyin in it I wonder if this is my limit [Hook]
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