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

Dedicate dedicate' hu

This one right here' goes out

To my homie with a dream' naw mean

He said' I write what I see

Write to make it right don't like where I be

I'd like to make it like the sites 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 clicked

When it's pushed in a wack a** beat

That's a track that's week that he got last week

Cause everybody in the stu was like that's that heat

A bass heavy melody with a sample from the 70's

With a screwed up hook that went stack that cheese

Something' something' something stack that cheese

Mother' sister' cousin stack that cheese

He couldn't think of nothing stack that cheese

He turns down the beat writers block impiedes

Crying 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 them on track to be a great mc

One you've never heard of' I

Push it hard to further' but

Why I feel like murder but

Hip hop can save me

One you've never heard of' I

Push it hard to further' but

Why I feel like murder but

Hip hop could save my life

Reps north side so he rocks them braids

Eleven hundred friends on his myspace page

Stack that cheese got 700 plays

Producer made him take it down said he had to pay

Open mic champ two weeks and a row

Ex d boy with a b boy flow

Glow like leroy you should see boy go

Got a daddy surving life and a brother on the road

Best homie in the grave

Tatted up while in the cage

Minute maid got his mother working like a slave

Down baby mamma who he really had to honor

Cause she was his biggest fan even let him use the honda

To' drive up to dallas with and open up for amauters

Let him keep a debit card so he could put gas in it

Told her when he get on he gon' take her to the gallery

And buy everything but the manicans ya digg

One you've never heard of' I

Push it hard to further' but

Why I feel like murder but

Hip hop can save me

One you've never heard of' I

Push it hard to further' but

Why I feel like murder but

Hip hop could save my life

His man called said your time might be now'

They played your freestyle over 'wipe me down'

They played it two times said it might be crowned

As the best thing out of 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 went back to the kitchen

And then 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 looking good

Have her rolling like she should

Show his homies there's a way

Other than that flippin yay

Bail his homie out of jail

Put a lawyer on his case

Throw a concert for the schools

Show to show cause that is cool

Throw some candy on the cadi

Chunk the duce and act a fool

Man it feels good when it happens like that

Two days from going back to selling crack

Yes-ssirr

One you've never heard of' I

Push it hard to further' but

Why I feel like murder but

Hip hop can save me

One you've never heard of' I

Push it hard to further' but

Why I feel like murder but

Hip hop could save my life

One you've never heard of' I

Push it hard to further' but

Why I feel like murder but

Hip hop can save me

One you've never heard of' I

Push it hard to further' but

Why I feel like murder but

Hip hop could save my life

Hip hop could save my life

Hip hop could save my life

Hip hop could save my life