Lyrics Intro - Lupe Fiasco
Food
and
liquor
stores
rest
on
every
corner
From
45th
and
State
to
the
last
standing
Henry
Horner
J&J's,
pale
chicken,
good
finger
lickin
While
they
sin,
gin,
sin
sin
at
Rothschild
and
Lynnwood
Liquors
The
winos
crooked
stagger
Meets
the
high
stride
of
the
youth
searchin
for
the
truth
They
rebel
and
raise
hell
across
alleyways
and
in
classroom
settings
They
get,
high
off
that
drum
bass
and
20/20
rims
They
rock
braids,
Air
Force
Ones
and
Timbs
They
drink
Hennessy,
Hypnotiq
and
40's
They
call
they
women
hoes,
bust
downs
and
shorties
They
keep
funeral
homes
in
business
and
gunshot
wards
of
hospitals
full
Prisons
packed,
bubblin
over
in
brown
sugar
They
keep
empty,
Westside
lots
crowded,
hype's
powdered
The
well
is
running
dry,
the
days
of
Malcolm
and
Martin
have
ended
Our
hope
has
descended
and
off
to
the
side
Waiting
for
the
reinstallment
of
the
revolution
Because
we
are
dying
at
the
cost
of
our
own
pollution
But
God
has
another
solution,
that
has
evolved
from
the
hood
I
present
one
who
turns,
the
Fiasco
to
good
A'uzu
billahi
min
ash
shaitani
r
rajimi
Bismi
'llahi
'r-rahmani
'r-rahim
Dedicated,
to
my
grandmother
Peace!
And
much
love
to
you
YEAH!!
And
it
start
1st
and,
15,
proudly
present
You
know
what
it
is
See.
I
got
this
philosophy
right
I
think
the
world,
and
everything
in
it
Is
made
up
of
a
mix,
of
two
things
You
got
your
good,
y'know,
and
your
bad
You
got
your
food,
and
your
liquor
That's
right.
Chilly
Chill!
You
already
know,
it's
a
long
time
comin
I
give
you
my.
I
give
you
my
heart
My
soul,
my
mind
my
thoughts,
my
feelings
My
experience,
nuttin
more,
and
nuttin
less
Yes,
FNF,
uh-huh!
So
With
no
further
ado...
Lupe
Fiasco's,
"Food
& Liquor"
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