Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor lyrics

[Verse 1:]
Fresh to death she is, from her steps to her sex she is,
So death might not let me live, You dig, fresh, uh huh, yes she is,
Had a feelin?, that it would be a day like this,
The orchestra in my mind, don?t play like this.
Naw, but I?m prepared for it, got a little red for it,
Brushed off my airs, even cut my hair for it,
Cause normally I don?t care for it,

[Verse 1:]
Now i aint tryna be the greatest
I used to hate hip hop
Yep, because the women degraded
But Too Short made me laugh,
Like a hypocrit i played it
A hypocrit i state it
Though I only recited half
Omittin the word bitch, cursin i wouldnt say it
Me and dawg couldnt relate to the bitch that i dated
Forgive my favorite word for hers and hers alike

[Lupe: Talking]
The uprising has begun,
The revolution is here,
The propaganda will be smashed,
Your establishment will be shaken to the core,
A new regime is being ushered in on the back of the people,
We will not be held down any longer,
This is a new day. Yeeaaa, spaze out.

Fiasco
Fiasco
Fiasco [x3]
Fiasco
Fiasco
Fiasco [x3]

Uh, Uh, Uh,

[Lupe talking:]
You know I had to do it, man. It wouldn'ta been right if I didn't. You seen it? You seen the show last night on TV? You seen nigga's rims man? You seen the new Jordans man? You see her ass yo? Yeah, yeah, that's crazy.

[Singing:]
Seein' with my ghetto eyes
I walkeded with my ghetto feet
I talkeded with my ghetto speech
I'm copasetic, I won't let it bring me down

You On Da Dig? (Yes Sir)
You Naw'm Talkin' Bout? (Yes Sir)
You See Wut Im Sayin'? (Yes Sir)
You Know? (Yes Sir)
And If You Dont, Well Thats Too Bad!

As I Gently Push Up On The Sceeeene,
I Feel Like Ammunition For A Sliiiing Shot.
(Uh)

I'm Trying To Get Triple Sevens On My Slot Machine
And Knuckle Up With Time Like A Riiiiing Watch.

[Lupe: talking]
You know I had to do it, man. It wouldn'ta been right if I didn't. You seen it? You seen the show last night on TV? You seen nigga's rims man? You seen the new Jordans man? You see her ass yo? Yeah, yeah, that's crazy.

[Singing:]
Seein' with my ghetto eyes
I walkeded with my ghetto feet
I talkeded with my ghetto speech
I'm copasetic, I won't let it bring me down

[Chorus:]
(ah ha) Ohh baby mmmmmmmm oh baby! [talk to em] ohhh baby (its what hustlaz do, this is a hustlaz song, this hustle is gone)

(feat. Mike Shinoda (Linkin Park))

[Intro: Mike Shinoda]
And he never lies
And he never lies

[Lupe Fiasco:]
(uh, yea)
He just sits, and watches the people in the boxes
Everything he sees, he absorbs and adopts it
He mimics and he mocks it
And he hates the box but he cant remember how to stop it
(uh) So he continues to watch it
Hopin that it can give him somethin he can box with

[uncredited female rapper:]
Food and liquor stores rest on every corner
From 45th and State to the last standin hymn nuhana
J&J's, pale chicken, good finger lickin
While they sin, gin, sin sin at Rothschild and Lynnwood Liquors
The winos crooked stagger
meets the high stride of the youth searchin for the truth
They rebel and raise hell across alleyways and in classroom settings

(feat. Sarah Green)

[Intro:]
Uh
Food & Liquor
Yea

[Chorus:]
My man said he wanted somethin' real (real, real, real, real)
Somethin' he could recognize, somethin' he could feel (feel, feel, feel, feel)
Baby girl said she was in the mood for somethin' real (real, real, real, real)
Somethin' that could make a move somethin she could feel (feel, feel, feel, feel)

[Verse 1:]
Lust

Uh, Fresh to def she is
From her steps ta the set she is
So "death" might not let me live
Ya dig
Fresh uh huh, yes she is
Had a feelin that is would be a day like this
The orchestra in my mind dont play like this (naw),
But I'm prepared for it
Got a lil rare for it
Brushed off my airs
Even cut my hair for it
Cause normally I dont care for it
Dont even be looken for like, like that

[Lupe:]
He came back
In the same suit he was buried in
Similar to the one his grandfather was married in
Yes, he was still fresh to def blang
Two ear rangs
and a chain layin on his chest
He still had it cuz they couldn’t find it
And the bullets from his enemies sat like 2 inches behind it
Smelled the hennessey from when his niggaz got reminded

Yeah, F-N-F up, Through all the trails and the tribulations and the storms...yeah! We still here.
You know what i'm saying? (gemini)
Lupe! Fresh from the reigns of the police , this has been brought to you by genocide, sponsored by crack (we ain't goin no where).

(feat. Gemini & Sarah Green)

[Chorus:]
I can't, I won't, I can't, I won't let you
Leave...
I don't know what, you want, you want, want from
Me...

[Verse 1:]
Uhh she said to him
I want you to be a father
He's your little boy
And you don't even bother, like
Brother without the R
And he's starting to harbor
Cool on food for thought
But for you he's a starver

[Intro:]
Roc-a-fella
1st and
Jay
Lupe
Yea
Uh

[Verse 1:]
And so it seems that I'm, sewin jeans
And, 1st and 15 is just a sewin machine
So I, cut the pattern and I, sew in seams
And, button in this hustlin then publically I'm Buddy Lee
There's no bustin them and cuffin them is like
usherin in the regime, they want me to make Prince pants
But I withstand, I ain't gotten into that