Hip-Hop Saved My Life Lupe Fiasco (Ft. Nikki Jean)

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Dedicate, dedicate (One time, 1-2, 1-2, and 1-2 and)
This one right here goes out (For your mind, and 2, and 1-2 and)
To my homie with the dream, nah mean? (Uh)

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
He said, "I write what I see
Write to make it right, don't like where I be
I'd like to make it like the sights on TV
Quite the great life, so nice and easy."
Sí, 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 it's pushed
And a wack ass beat
That's a track that's weak that he got last week
'Cause everybody in the stu' was 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, writer's block impedes
Crying 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 keep him on track to be a great MC (Yeah)