Big Energy Lupe Fiasco

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, turn me up, uh

[Verse 1]
Portrait of Dick Gregory; the myth, allegedly
Mister, you gotta listen to this shit carefully
Cause comedy's a therapy, comforting as
That I know somebody there for me, to provide revoir
Like a paramedic puttin' air in me, in the face of scarcity
Legacy, breathe
Stand up, handle a set like it's leg day
Drop the gym, still stand up, know where the dead lay
Shed light back on them bones just like a X-ray
Teach you how to fight for your life in a Fеd case
Bout to get heavy, hopе you ready, go get your neck brace
And try and fit his entire life inside your headspace
Born in St. Louis, moved to Illinois, the student
Came out to Chicago for professional comic pursuance
Told jokes in the army, not your average Amish mommy
"You prove" type of content he was doin', more complementary to the movement
And the times, when niggers still had a line
Started to get some shine around 1959
In the 1960s is when he really was in his prime
Had to brake, land; the playboy even ended up in Times
Wrote Nigga in '64 and then wrote many more
Extending proficiency to flip obscenity to lore
The war wasn't ignored, he consistently objected
Political activism where his energy would be continuously directed
Ethics, hunger strikes, and methods
Of goin' the extra mile to make sure civil rights' respected
Even ran for President, evidently, wasn't elected
That's just evidence that he'll put his flesh where his intellect is