Punchlines Lupe Fiasco (Ft. Loaded Lux, Math Hoffa & Soul Khan)

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah yeah
Loops, Math Hoffa, Soul Khan
Justice, Lux

[Verse 1: Loaded Lux]
Beloved! My life's a knockout
I'mma punch in 'til I clock out
I stuck with it like the plastic on my mom's couch
Eff with it if you rappers know what i'm 'bout
(All I got to show for) All these people I drive out
Wind up, or spring-door-drawer rappers I springboard
World-at-your-fingertips shit 'til I cut the ring off, champ! (mean)
All my lyrics poignant, disappointment (mean)
When all of these niggas pointing could get appointments
Sense of a nigga asking for 40!
But it ain't like any of you niggas could rap it for me (facts)
Facts of the story, I'm going out so glorious
Notorious, all warriors know orators
Spit it for young critics, sketching from my reflection
My manual's a solar panel, wait 'til my son get it
My energy take the imagery, main industry
I think Math thought we were stealing the game literally!
I physically spoke to him before that round
You know, when we try to build
Don't let the Joneses get you down