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

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