🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Hip Hop Saved My Life - Lupe Fiasco

 Dedicate, Dedicate
 This one right here,  out
 To my homie  the drink, nah mean
 
 [Verse 1]
 He said, I  what I see
 Write to make it  don't like where I be
 I'd like to make it  the sights on TV
 Quite the  life, so nice and easy
 See,  you can still die from that
 But  better than not being alive from straps
 Agree,  Mead notebook and a Bic
 that click when it's  and a wack ass beat
 That's a track that's weak,  he got last week
 'cause  in the store's like that's that heat
 A  heavy medley, with a sample from the 70s
 With a screwed up hook that went, "stack that 
  somethin' somethin' "stack that cheese"
 Mother, sister,  "stack that cheese"
  couldn't think of nothin' "stack that cheese"
 He turns down the  writer's block impedes
 Cryin' from the next room, a baby in 
 Of  Pampers and some food and place to sleep
 That, plus a black Cadillac on 
 Is what keep 'em on  to be a great emcee
 Yea [echoes]
 
 [Chorus]
  you never heard of I
 Push it hard to  the
 Grind I feel like murder 
 Hip-Hop  saved me
 
 One you never heard  I
  it hard to further the
 Grind I feel like murder but  what it is)
 Hip-Hop you  my life
 
 [Verse 2]
 Reps north  so he rocks them braids
 Eleven-hundred friends on his Myspace 
 Stack That  got seven hundred plays
 Producer made him take it  said he had to pay
 Open mic champ  weeks in a row
 Ex-D Boy with a b-boy  Glow like Leroy, you should see boy go
 Got a daddy servin' life and  brother on the Row
  homie in the grave, tatted up while in the cage
 Minute maid, got his momma workin' like  slave
 Down baby momma, who  really had to honor
 'Cause she was his  fan, even let him use her Honda to
 Drive up  Dallas went to open up for amateurs
 Let him keep a debit card, so he could put gas  it
 Told her when he get  he gon' take her to the galleria
 Buy everything, but the mannequins,  digg [echoes]
 
 [Chorus]
  you never heard of I
 Push  hard to further the
 Grind I feel like murder 
 Hip-Hop you saved 
 
 One  never heard of I
 Push it  to further the
 Grind I feel like murder  (but, but)
 Hip-Hop you  my life
 
 [Verse 3]
 His man called said ya  might be now
  played your freestyle over Wipe Me Down
 They played it 2 times  it might be crowned
 As  best thing out the H-town in a while
 He picked up his son with a great  smile
 Rapped every single word  the new born child
 Then he put him down and went back to  kitchen
 And put  another beat, and got back to the mission of
 Get his momma out the hood,  her somewhere in the woods
 Keep his lady lookin' good,  her rollin' like she should
 Show his homies  a way, other than that flippin' yay
 Bail  homie outta jail, put a lawyer on his case
  a concert for the school, show the shoulders that it's cool
 Throw some candy on the Caddy, chuck the deuce and  a fool
 Man it feels good when it happens like 
 Two  from going back to sellin' crack
 Yessir [echoes]
 
 [Chorus 2x]
 One you never heard of 
 Push it  to further the
 Grind  feel like murder but
 Hip-Hop you  me
 
  you never heard of I
 Push  hard to further the
 Grind  feel like murder but
 Hip-Hop you saved my 
 
 Hip-Hop you saved  life (3x)