The Emperor's Soundtrack - Lupe Fiasco

I told you I would show up screaming out «FNF» 'til the world blow up

They said I was so finished, I told 'em its show business

Meanin there’s no business 'less Fiasco’s in it

Disrespect the dress code;

wear my street clothes in it

Measured, sold, and clothed in it

Opened up closed, after I entered and drove in it, like uhh

Only fear God

Know the weapons of the weak

The weakness of the heart

And never fall asleep

Roll in it, music bumpin, windows tinted

Through the good neighbourhoods and all of the woes in it

Exerted control in it

Seen it come and go, stolen and sold in it

Diamond and gold plated

Fountain of youth, dippin my toes in it

Bounce in the booth, spit it like Skoal in it

Putting my heart and my soul in it

Cause

Only fear God

Know the weapons of the weak

The weakness of the heart

And never fall asleep

Once upon a time, not long ago

When the pusher man creep, where they live life po'

With fifteen in the clip and one in the hole

Hallway wall full of R.I.P.'s, some some of us know

None of us know the makers of the toast

Like the bottom of the stove that was used in the murderin' of the scroll

Heart colder than Edy’s

Won’t let the seedy city defeat me

Rub me out like genies, won’t concede til I’m graffiti

Nigga what

Only fear God

Know the weapons of the weak

The weakness of the heart

And never fall asleep

I done bellowed, said «What up?»

to the reaper

Hell met like Riddell, then high-water, hello

To the five-year-old gunshot hearer, I hear ya

Clearer than the invisible man in the mirror

Cheer up, I put it on the bars like beer nuts

Put a bug in they ear, so from here up, they hear us

Only fear God

Know the weapons of the weak

The weakness of the heart

And never fall asleep

Once upon a time, not long ago

When the pusher man creep, where they live life po'

I put it on my grandmomma’s daughter

I microphone control with the soul of slave hummin «Wadin in the Water»

I author like D.W.

brother, like a hustla'

God place me in ya armor, I prescribe no partners

I do it for the hood like a parka

But tell my niggas not to shiver

Only time we quiver like a archer is

Only fear God

Know the weapons of the weak

The weakness of the heart

And never fall asleep

Here we are now, entertain us

Change don’t change us

Ever since the game trained us

We came up like worms in the rain

I dream my chain became a loose noose that was used to hang us

So now, my insane brain, my 32 teeth

And two feet creep like its Elm Street

Cause

Only fear God

Know the weapons of the weak

The weakness of the heart

And never fall asleep

Once upon a time, not long ago

When the pusher man creep, where they live life po'