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

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