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

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