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

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