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Uh, what up ya'll |
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Soundtrack what's poppin' baby |
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Ya'll ain't know |
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I go by the name of |
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Lupe Fiasco |
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Representin' that 1st & 15 |
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Yea |
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And this one right here |
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I dedicate this one right here |
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To all my homies out there grindin'(ya know what I'm saying) |
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Legally and Illegally |
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Ha |
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You know what I'm talkin' 'bout |
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So, check it out |
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[Verse 1] |
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First got it when he was six |
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Didn't know any tricks |
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Matter fact |
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First time he got on it he slipped |
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Landed on his hip and bust his lip |
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For a week he had to talk with a lisp |
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Like this |
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Now we can end the story right here |
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But shorty didn't quit it was something in the air |
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Yea |
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He said it was somethin' so appealing |
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He couldn't fight the feelin' |
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Somethin' about it |
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He knew he couldn't doubt it |
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Couldn't understand it |
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Brand it, since his first kickflip he land it |
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Uh |
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Labeled a misfit, abandoned |
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Ca-kunk, ca-kunk, kunk |
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His neighbors couldn't stand it, so |
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He was banished to the park |
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Started in the morning wouldn't stop till after dark |
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Yea |
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When he said it's getting late in here |
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So 'I'm sorry young man there's no skating here' |
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[Chorus] |
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So we Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast |
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And the way he roll just a rebel to the world with no place to go |
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So we Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast |
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So come and skate with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be |
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So let's Kick, and Push, and Coast |
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[Verse 2] |
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Uh, uh ,uh |
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My man got a lil older became a better roller(yea) |
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No helmet, hellbent on killin' himself, was what his momma said |
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But he was feelin' himself |
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Got a lil more swagger in his style |
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Met his girlfriend, she was clappin' in the crowd |
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Love is what was happening to him now, uh |
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He said I would marry you but I'm engaged to these aerials and varials |
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And I don't think this board is strong enough to carry 2 |
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She said bow I weigh 120 pounds, now |
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Lemme make one thing clear |
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I don't need to ride yours I got mine right here |
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So she took him to a spot |
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He didn't know about |
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Somewhere in the apartment parking lot, she said |
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I don't normally take dates in here |
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Security came and said 'I'm sorry there's no skating here' |
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[Chorus] |
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So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast |
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And the way they roll just lovers in the twine with no place to go |
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So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast |
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So come and skate with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be |
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So let's Kick,(uh uh) and Push,(yea yea) and Coast |
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[Verse 3] |
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Yea uh, yea, yea |
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Before he knew he had a crew |
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That weren't no punk |
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In they Spitfire shirts and SB Dunks |
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They would Push, till they couldn't skate no more |
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Office building, lobbies weren't safe no more |
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And it wasn't like they weren't getting chased no more |
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Just the freedom is better than breathing they said(they said) |
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And they escape route, they used to escape out |
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When things got crazy they needed to break out(they'd head) |
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To any place with stairs, any good grinds the world was theirs, uh |
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And they four wheels would take them there |
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Till the cops came and said 'There's no skating here' |
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[Chorus] |
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So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast |
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And the way they roll just a rebels without a cause with no place to go |
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So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast |
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So come roll with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be |
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So let's Kick,(uh uh) and Push,(yea yea) and Coast |
