[Intro]
I gotta be more than just an average man with you, I gotta set a mark that can nobody… umm… touch. Then when I set that mark I’m gonna make it. What the rap audience ain’t ready for is a real person. You know what I wanna say: a real N-I-G-G-A. There’s no place that I won’t go. Not feeling but if you got love and you putting out real shit, people need that. If you kicking that shit from your heart, people go wherever your heart want you to go. But if you kicking that shit from the white folks’ office, the white folks gonna have to tell you to leave
[Hook]
What is an inspiration? What goals are you setting?
Take a toll of your best and [?] coming and they leaving
Yeah, we shine bright like solar power, bitch
We shine bright like solar power
Started with a quarter then we flipped it to a dollar
Plus a nickel made a quarter and a penny made a nickel
So what's your inspiration, bitch?
We shine bright like solar power
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Dynasty, dynasty, empire ain’t inspire me
On the regular I really be feeling so finally
Season though you in the past I’m in the post, need a coach
Toupée only fake shit that will ever ever rhyme with me
Do the most, not the mouse, gorillas all up in my clique
Drag racing in the row, never get on side of me
Sometimes get some paper, sometimes do it psychically
Sometimes ask them spirits man, ghosts wanna write with me
Call that bed a Slimer, eyes up on your diner
Pull us through look to your bar and eat up all your rhymers
Bitches do the dishes, I spit back up your china
It's so mean and vicious, don’t know how to be kinder
This one for my niggas, down there by the bayou
This one for my niggas, I die before we rivals
This one for my niggas, from the west-side Chi too
Rest of y’all just insects, get fed to my windshield wipers
I gotta be more than just an average man with you, I gotta set a mark that can nobody… umm… touch. Then when I set that mark I’m gonna make it. What the rap audience ain’t ready for is a real person. You know what I wanna say: a real N-I-G-G-A. There’s no place that I won’t go. Not feeling but if you got love and you putting out real shit, people need that. If you kicking that shit from your heart, people go wherever your heart want you to go. But if you kicking that shit from the white folks’ office, the white folks gonna have to tell you to leave
[Hook]
What is an inspiration? What goals are you setting?
Take a toll of your best and [?] coming and they leaving
Yeah, we shine bright like solar power, bitch
We shine bright like solar power
Started with a quarter then we flipped it to a dollar
Plus a nickel made a quarter and a penny made a nickel
So what's your inspiration, bitch?
We shine bright like solar power
[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Dynasty, dynasty, empire ain’t inspire me
On the regular I really be feeling so finally
Season though you in the past I’m in the post, need a coach
Toupée only fake shit that will ever ever rhyme with me
Do the most, not the mouse, gorillas all up in my clique
Drag racing in the row, never get on side of me
Sometimes get some paper, sometimes do it psychically
Sometimes ask them spirits man, ghosts wanna write with me
Call that bed a Slimer, eyes up on your diner
Pull us through look to your bar and eat up all your rhymers
Bitches do the dishes, I spit back up your china
It's so mean and vicious, don’t know how to be kinder
This one for my niggas, down there by the bayou
This one for my niggas, I die before we rivals
This one for my niggas, from the west-side Chi too
Rest of y’all just insects, get fed to my windshield wipers
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