i was there!! this nigga lupe went in!! i was so amped i was right in front of the stage and plus he said he might record friend of the people soon. he dedicated superstar to diggy who was chillin on the balcony,B.o.B was hott and so was Dosage ahhh!!! Best concert ive EVER been to hands down!! Lupe Fiasco is the King of live performance and Hip Hop!!!
You cant win. You cant live. You cant fend off the assaults and the attacks. You're better off walking to the back. When i go off the top on the attack niggas just slack. they deserve smacks. They deserve slaps you call that shit rap? shit's like wack. Fuck is that? Maybe you forgot perhaps you need to put on your thinking hats. Maybe your meditation caps. Maybe your derby(?) You should rap every second, every day, all the way to Thursday. Then come back. I'll give you some more if you thirsty. It's called motivation. I know you're hating. Hoping that I downfall. See, but I keep flowing, so much so that if I stop, you'll still be underwater and Ima drown yall. This nigga said im dog, thats the crowd man. My crowd GO CRAZY, your shit just go loud man. I know you question, thinkin how man? What is his medicine? What is he taking? Is he out of his mind? Why is he shaking? And you try to copy that, thinking that shaking is how I got those raps and maybe how I got those skills. You try to bite my style, and you gonna see me shaking for real. That's a threat to everybody out there thinking that they taking my skills. See, but I'm impervious. I can sense it, your nervousness. I know you never heard of this. So high, not even a herbalist. I never smoked a blunt in my life. No pills, no salt(?) i am(?) joe strummer of the sex pistols in the class but I've never been a punk my whole life. I kno you know right? How the fuck he flow like? You know you from the Go right? I don't really care about dough right? Oh, right! That's what i thought.
And on that note, I walk maybe two steps. There goes 1, that was 2. Well I'ma step back because I can't leave no room for dude, or them, or them other cats. Yes love, only niggas I respect in the game is part of the All City Chess Club. Monsters. Don't care about bank accounts or commerce. I can't wait until i get into the studio with Jay Electronica. I mean like, he inspires me, sends fires in me. Takes all the retire from me. I was getting tired ya see. turning on the radio, hearing all the dumbshit. same songs, same hooks, and that's the number 1 shit? Fuck that, you can keep the radio. When you need the real, nigga, I'm the 1 you come get. Oh you think you hot cause you all on Worldstar with chains, think you saying something slick. Nah that's dumb bitch. We in the home of the Yankees, um Knicks, Rangers. To hip hop, yall ain't no strangers. Yall invented this. I hope that niggas get it together so that they can come back and replenish this. Queens, Brooklyn, stand up. Finish this(?) I'm from the Mid West. I got this shit limitless. Synonym for endlessness. Infinity. No peers near me, friendlessness. You should get a job at Bennigans. You could take that take that. My order. Pancakes, Flap jacks. Go back in the back and make that. Love it, caress it, Don't ever forsake that. Niggas give you bull shit, don't ever take that. Ladies too. You better make that nigga baby you. He fucked up, may be true. But he lucked up, when god gave him you. Ain't it true?
Off the top, this a stage this ain't a stu. Nothing written. Just all spitten. Your my fans and my friends. I consider all yall equals. And just maybe, just maybe. If I get the feeling and find myself chillen, and the studio get to illin', I might record Friend of the People. Similes, metaphors, impregnate(lol?) better than yours. Whether towards(?) the front. at shows, I make niggas jump. Not a rap show, more like punk. Endless metaphors. Tripple similes. Leave niggas stumped like cut off trees. See, when I freestyle, it's not like rapping. It's more like a hunt in my mind. I'm in search for words with a shotgun. Sneak behind the bushes in my medulla oblongata. Peek, see, I got 1. *gun cocked* 2 metaphors dead, 1 hot 1. That's like 2 birds 1 stone. but un stoned. How un high? Oh my! How suns gone. Like night time. I write rhymes. A little bit. Mostly pull em out the air. My crazy shit goes on. I get to thinking, wonder how i even got right here. Sorry for spitting on you. Back when i was performing. It's a lot of spit coming out my mouth. Feel like it was storming. I hope that the show wasn't boring. Hope you had a good time. Sorry for being late. The fucking cab driver must of lost his mind. But it's cool cause we hear now. I thank yall. I love you too. If you was unaware, me staying overtime is like spending crazy money. But this is cause i love you. so happy about it, I could just come down and hug you. But my security my punch you, jump you, put you on the ground, kick, stomp you. And I don't want it to happen. Can't do that baby, sorry.
So on that note, the rhyme's un wrote. Freestyle spoken. Everybody from Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, even Hoboken. Lasers is love, lasers is light, lasers is coming soon, New York City good night.
Omg this was fire! but the camera guy needs to shut the hell up! he is rapping stop saying keep going and shots fired. Cant wait for LASERS! and maybe Friend of the people.
Friend of the people eh? I'd like that :D
ReplyDeletewow, dont even know what to say, crazyyy
ReplyDeleteGOAT. Wow
ReplyDeleteI really hope he goes through with FOTP.
lupe fiasco is the man.
ReplyDeleteWow he went in. Dies @ "My security might punch you".
ReplyDeleteI'm goin to the show tonight and I'm frikkin suped.
Holy *uck I'm going to his show tonight!!!!!!!! Dumb Hyped. anyone know if he letting peeps on stage?
ReplyDeleteany chance someone posts this as a mp3 file so I can have this on my ipod?
ReplyDeletesomeone please drop lyrics!
ReplyDeletei was there!! this nigga lupe went in!! i was so amped i was right in front of the stage and plus he said he might record friend of the people soon. he dedicated superstar to diggy who was chillin on the balcony,B.o.B was hott and so was Dosage ahhh!!! Best concert ive EVER been to hands down!! Lupe Fiasco is the King of live performance and Hip Hop!!!
ReplyDeleteDayyuum, yea, I had a feeling that Friend Of The People mixtape still might drop. Only right.
ReplyDeleteWow.
ReplyDeleteMind blown.
NO HOMO
ReplyDeleteBut i love this nigga
Thank me later:
ReplyDeleteYou cant win. You cant live. You cant fend off the assaults and the attacks. You're better off walking to the back. When i go off the top on the attack niggas just slack. they deserve smacks. They deserve slaps you call that shit rap? shit's like wack. Fuck is that? Maybe you forgot perhaps you need to put on your thinking hats. Maybe your meditation caps. Maybe your derby(?) You should rap every second, every day, all the way to Thursday. Then come back. I'll give you some more if you thirsty. It's called motivation. I know you're hating. Hoping that I downfall. See, but I keep flowing, so much so that if I stop, you'll still be underwater and Ima drown yall. This nigga said im dog, thats the crowd man. My crowd GO CRAZY, your shit just go loud man. I know you question, thinkin how man? What is his medicine? What is he taking? Is he out of his mind? Why is he shaking? And you try to copy that, thinking that shaking is how I got those raps and maybe how I got those skills. You try to bite my style, and you gonna see me shaking for real. That's a threat to everybody out there thinking that they taking my skills. See, but I'm impervious. I can sense it, your nervousness. I know you never heard of this. So high, not even a herbalist. I never smoked a blunt in my life. No pills, no salt(?) i am(?) joe strummer of the sex pistols in the class but I've never been a punk my whole life. I kno you know right? How the fuck he flow like? You know you from the Go right? I don't really care about dough right? Oh, right! That's what i thought.
And on that note, I walk maybe two steps. There goes 1, that was 2. Well I'ma step back because I can't leave no room for dude, or them, or them other cats. Yes love, only niggas I respect in the game is part of the All City Chess Club. Monsters. Don't care about bank accounts or commerce. I can't wait until i get into the studio with Jay Electronica. I mean like, he inspires me, sends fires in me. Takes all the retire from me. I was getting tired ya see. turning on the radio, hearing all the dumbshit. same songs, same hooks, and that's the number 1 shit? Fuck that, you can keep the radio. When you need the real, nigga, I'm the 1 you come get. Oh you think you hot cause you all on Worldstar with chains, think you saying something slick. Nah that's dumb bitch. We in the home of the Yankees, um Knicks, Rangers. To hip hop, yall ain't no strangers. Yall invented this. I hope that niggas get it together so that they can come back and replenish this. Queens, Brooklyn, stand up. Finish this(?) I'm from the Mid West. I got this shit limitless. Synonym for endlessness. Infinity. No peers near me, friendlessness. You should get a job at Bennigans. You could take that take that. My order. Pancakes, Flap jacks. Go back in the back and make that. Love it, caress it, Don't ever forsake that. Niggas give you bull shit, don't ever take that. Ladies too. You better make that nigga baby you. He fucked up, may be true. But he lucked up, when god gave him you. Ain't it true?
ReplyDeleteOff the top, this a stage this ain't a stu. Nothing written. Just all spitten. Your my fans and my friends. I consider all yall equals. And just maybe, just maybe. If I get the feeling and find myself chillen, and the studio get to illin', I might record Friend of the People. Similes, metaphors, impregnate(lol?) better than yours. Whether towards(?) the front. at shows, I make niggas jump. Not a rap show, more like punk. Endless metaphors. Tripple similes. Leave niggas stumped like cut off trees. See, when I freestyle, it's not like rapping. It's more like a hunt in my mind. I'm in search for words with a shotgun. Sneak behind the bushes in my medulla oblongata. Peek, see, I got 1. *gun cocked* 2 metaphors dead, 1 hot 1. That's like 2 birds 1 stone. but un stoned. How un high? Oh my! How suns gone. Like night time. I write rhymes. A little bit. Mostly pull em out the air. My crazy shit goes on. I get to thinking, wonder how i even got right here. Sorry for spitting on you. Back when i was performing. It's a lot of spit coming out my mouth. Feel like it was storming. I hope that the show wasn't boring. Hope you had a good time. Sorry for being late. The fucking cab driver must of lost his mind. But it's cool cause we hear now. I thank yall. I love you too. If you was unaware, me staying overtime is like spending crazy money. But this is cause i love you. so happy about it, I could just come down and hug you. But my security my punch you, jump you, put you on the ground, kick, stomp you. And I don't want it to happen. Can't do that baby, sorry.
ReplyDeleteSo on that note, the rhyme's un wrote. Freestyle spoken. Everybody from Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan, even Hoboken. Lasers is love, lasers is light, lasers is coming soon, New York City good night.
ReplyDeleteShut up fake drake. Plus your lieing get a life. Lasers is coming real real soon i can fill it.
ReplyDeleteDamn the cameradude is annoying.
ReplyDeleteThe word verification was commin. Coincidence?
@Drake *correction* he said "I like Joe Strummer, the Sex Pistols and The Clash but ive never been a punk"
ReplyDeleteJoe Strummer wasnt in the Sex Pistols, he was in The Clash but he had a solo career too
If that was drake nice lyrics. I think he copyed and then pasted it on here. A drake write another verse on here. And drake what song is this off of?
ReplyDeleteOmg this was fire! but the camera guy needs to shut the hell up! he is rapping stop saying keep going and shots fired. Cant wait for LASERS! and maybe Friend of the people.
ReplyDeletethe cameraguy had me rollin the entire time
ReplyDelete1st "Shots Fired" at 1:43
ReplyDeleteHElarious
Has anyone downloaded this into an mp3??
ReplyDelete