Lupe Fiasco Paris Tokyo Lyrics and video music

Lupe Fiasco Paris Tokyo

Lupe Fiasco Paris Tokyo Lyrics

(Intro)
i know, i know but i gotta get up outta here you know
i gotta go pay these bills, i got a show to do you know
one time for your mind

(Chorus)
lets go to sleep in Paris, wake up in Tokyo
have a dream in New Orleans fall in love in chicago, man

(Lupe)
i love her, and i hate to leave her lonely
ring! ring! with the iPhone it was my homie
he said lets hit Japan, if we can make them jam
we can make a hundred grand spend it in the south of france
nothing further, i jump grab my Goya trunks
got ready to walk it out like UNK in my John Lynnon chunks
thats when i heard murder, your killin’ me your fillin’ me
with sorrow, sunrise goodbyes and missing you tomorrows
i turn to see my dream love supreme queen
made her sting on the scene CRY
i drop my bags in a flash thats faster then
when eighty on that dash spurt, to dry your TEARS
and whipe the rain (rein) from my dear (deer) like Dasher
use the dame whose the user name to all my passwords
the reason i get fly as Ivan Jasper
i even keep a picture in my passport love, love

(Chorus)
lets go to sleep in Paris and soon wake up in Tokyo
have a dream in New Orleans fall in love in chicago, man
and we can land on the mother land
camel back across the desert sands
take a train, to rome or home
brazil, for real, wherever i go she goes
wherever i go she goes

(Lupe)
so lets keep it, REAL all in together FREE CHILL
tell the stewerdist to throw a movie on the reel
heat up my culture meal exchange my dollar bills
lean back in my first class seat and, sleep
don’t wake me ’till i land where they barely understand
what i speak but they nod to my beats
i tell my fans who i am and they stand and they clap
they applaude, they love me my god
otsukaresama deshita or maybe au revoir
A spree St. Henry then back to Charles de Gaulle
so i can get home and tell her every where that i been
and, everything that i’ve done and tell her that she’s the one
and ummmm

(Chorus)
lets go to sleep in Paris, wake up in Tokyo
have a dream in New Orleans fall in love in chicago, man
and we can land on the mother land
camel back across the desert sands
take a train, to rome or home
brazil, for real, wherever i go she goes
wherever i go she goes

(Lupe)
uh, guess who’s back in the HOUSE
with a bunch of souvenir and a smile for your MOUTH
i really missed ya, each and every night i kissed ya
in my dreams ‘fore i went to sleep
to LaLa land to count them sheep
i swear you looking prettier than ever
its got to be a prophacy for us to stay together
ever more, for better or less to poor
or worth the weight in buried treasures X’s of the shore
uh! i know my world tours like war to ya
but Ian said “Aloha” and Harley said “Cheers”
Julien said “Bonjour” Big O was like “Yea!”
Amanda and Lamessy wondering when we going there
Edison sends his love so does the rest of the club
of the international playboys and playgirls
but i’d revoke my membership, all for my tenderness
she said “pursue intreses cause even if i’m ticketless
i’ll be there, by your side, in you heart and in your mind”
so as i taxi’d down another runway
i got ya, who loves ya babe.
now bring it back now

(Chorus)
lets go to sleep in Paris, wake up in Tokyo
have a dream in New Orleans fall in love in chicago, man
and we can land on the mother land
camel back across the desert sands
take a train, to rome or home
brazil, for real, wherever i go she goes
wherever i go she goes
wherever i go she goes
wherever i go she goes

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Lupe Fiasco Hip Hop Saved My Life ( feat. Nikki Jean )

Lupe Fiasco Hip Hop Saved My Life ( feat. Nikki Jean ) lyrics

Dedicate, dedicate uh
This one right here goes out to my homie with the drink,
Knaw mean.

He said, I write what I see
Write to make it right, don’t like what I be
I like to make it like the sights on TV
Quite the great life so nice and easy,
See, now you can still die from that
But it’s better than not being alive from straps.
Agreed, a Mead notebook and a Bic that click when its pushed and a whack ass beat.
That’s a track thats weak that he got last week
‘Cause everybody in the studio’s like that’s that heat
A bass-heavy medley with a sample from the 70s with a screwed up hook that went “Stack that cheese”
Somethin somethin somethin “Stack that cheese”
Mother sister cousin “Stack that cheese”
He couldn’t think of nothin’ “Stack that cheese”
He turns down the beat, writter’s block impedes
Cryin’ from the next room a baby in need of some pampers and some food and a place to sleep
That plus a black Cadillac on D’s
Is what keeps him on track to be a great emcee.
Yeah.

Chrous
One you never heard of I,
Push it hard to further the
Grind, I feel like murder but,
Hip Hop just saved me
One you never heard of I,
Push it hard to further the
Grind, I feel like murder but,
Hip Hop just saved my life

Reps North side so he rocks them braids
Eleven-hundred friends on his Myspace page
“Stack that cheese” got seven-hundred plays
Producer made him take it down, said he had to pay
Open mic champ 2 weeks in a row
Ex D boy with a B Boy flow
Glow like LeRoy you should see boy go
Got a daddy servin’ life and a brother on the ‘row
Best homie in the grave, tatted up in the cage
MinuteMaid got his momma workin like a slave
Downed baby momma who he really had to honour
Cause she was his biggest fan even let him use her Honda
To drive up to Dallas went to open up for amatuers
Let him keep her debit card so he could put gas in it
Told her when he get on he gon’ take her to the galleria
Buy her everything but the manicans, ya dig

Chrous
One you never heard of I,
Push it hard to further the
Grind, I feel like murder but,
Hip Hop just saved me
One you never heard of I,
Push it hard to further the
Grind, I feel like murder but,
Hip Hop just saved my life

His man called said your time might be now
They played your freestyle over “Whipe me down”
They played it 2 times, said it might be crowned
As the best thing out the H-Town in a while
He picked up his son with a great big smile
Rapped every single word to the new born child
Then he put him down and got back to the kitchen
Put on another beat and got back to the mission
To get his momma out the hood, put her somewhere in the woods
Keep his lady lookin’ good, have her rollin’ like she should
Show his homies there’s a way, other than that flippin’ yay’
Bail his homie out of jail, get a lawyer on his case
Throw a concert for the school, show the soldiers that its cool
Throw some candy on the Caddy, chuck the deuce and act a fool
Now it feels good when it happens like that
2 days from goin’ back to sellin’ crack, yessir

Lupe Fiasco Hip Hop Saved My Life ( feat. Nikki Jean ) lyrics and video music

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