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

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