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