paroles de chanson Tilted, Part 3 - Lupe Fiasco
I
did
this,
in
the
memory
of
a
couple
of
my
homies
Couple
of
your
homies.
Um,
Not
acknowledging
or
glorifying
any
type
of
violence
or
anything
type
of
thing
like
that
Peace
Southside,
Westside,
Northside,
Eastside
Westside.
Haha
This
one
goes
out,
to
the
mothers
who
lost
sons,
that
was
just
trying
to
gain
family
R.I.P.:
Ram,
Kato,
Frank
Niddy
I
tips
my
to
the
left
It's
Just
the
Westside
of
'em
Don't
ride
nothing
But,
know
plenty
people
peoples
that
ride
somethin'
Decided.
Cousin
I
should
describe
the
lives
of
'em
Some
wives
drive
Chevy's
With
Gold
Daytons
and
the
tires
of
'em
First,
let
me
tell
you
where
son
grown
Grew
up
'round
GD's,
VL's,
Black
Souls,
and
Unknowns
Hat
ya'
hang,
bangin'
sacks,
slangin'
with
guns
on
Forced
to
drop
the
Forks,
or
you
gotta
run
home
Or
you
gotta
run
anyway
after
you
drop
the
Folks
Because
they
was
really
Folks,
looking
for
somebody
to
jump
on
Wars,
Lords,
shoot
up
all
the
corners
they
hung
on
Hear
the
Squeeze,
and
aim
for
my
region
brother
to
come
home
Violations,
Laws,
Lessons,
Sessions,
& Mandates
Picnic
Collections,
lip
side
Throwing
they
handshakes
That's
where
I
stayed,
drive-bys
where
I
played
GDN
in
they
fades
, With
a
150
Sittin'
Sideways
Brawl
for
it,
Write
on
the
wall
for,
Get
Kicked
out
the
Mall
for
it,
Run
from
the
Law
for
it
Seen
things
they
should've
never
saw
for
it
All
Well,
All
Mighty,
All
Righty,
they
all
for
it
Blackhawk
fitted,
get
hit
in
the
jaw
for
it
Blue
and
Black
Jordans
sportin'
might
get
'cha
applaused
for
it
Peace
Treaty
for
like
a
Week
if
Chief
& them
Called
for
it
150
deep
in
ya'
street,
& saying
y'all
broke
it
But
what
started
that
was
a
shawty
walking
down
the
ave
in
a
starter
cap
Pops
sayin'
he
ain't
want
me
no
part
of
that
Those
happenings
with
those
hats
and
things
Move
me
out
south,
now,
All
my
homies
is
Latin
Kings
Teaching
me
Spanish,
Lowrider
Magazines,
Black
& Gold
Bandannas,
taggin'
crowns
up
on
the
scene
That
was
the
age,
how
kinda
Lupe
was
made,
homies
from
Pax
Town
to
Terror,
New
Era
Uh,
See
from
Youth,
I
wasn't
a
stranger
Pops
schooled
'em
to
the
El
Rukn's,
plus
the
P.
Stone
Rangers
And,
as
I
grew
up,
knew
most
of
what
happened
threw
up
Disciples
loved
the
Geto
Boys
because
they
was
talkin'
to
Hoover
Time
Versus
Life
is
all
a
Process
Drive-Bys,
Gang
Fights,
and
Lock
Downs
had
us
scared
of
the
Projects
Couple
Arab
Knights,
and
Solid
Foes
I
knew,
thought
that
them
Moes
was
They
said
salam
aleikum
to.
To
my
Out
of
Town
Friends,
to
take
off
they
hat,
that
they
couldn't
wear
that
in
the
places
I
was
taking
them
to
My
Homies
was
Breakin'
it,
so
I
was
Breakin'
it,
too
If
they
started
chasin'
them,
then
they
was
chasin'
me,
too
Probably
all
got
cousins,
brothers,
sisters,
& loved
ones
that
probably
died
for
nothin'
On
shakin'
up
or
somethin'
To
the
mothers
that
payed,
to
my
homies
in
the
grave,
keep
a
glittered
150
in
ya'
memory,
homie
Album
Touch the Sky
1 Absolutely Fiasco
2 Conflict Diamonds
3 Lupe Talks to the People
4 1st & 15th Is Back
5 Lu Myself
6 Tilted, Part 3
7 Switch Science Project
8 Spray Paint
9 Outty 5000
10 Lupe New York Love (interlude)
11 Dead Presidents Resurrected
12 Ignorant (freestyle)
13 Lupe the Killer
14 The Gorilla
15 Lupe Exclusive Sneakers Interlude
16 Dear Fall
17 Jedi Mind Tricks
18 McFly
19 Lupe Outro
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