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Lupe Fiasco( Wasalu Muhammad Jaco )



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Lupe Fiasco( Wasalu Muhammad Jaco )

Put You On Game(Explicit Album Version)

Lemme put you on game [gunshot]
Lemme put you on game

Don't you know that I run this place
And I've begun this race
Must I rerun this pace?
I'm the reason its become this way
And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised
(lemme put you on game)
They love my darkness
I make them heartless
And in return the have become my martyrs
I've been in the poem of many a poet
And I reside in the art of many a artist
(lemme put you on game)
Some of your smartest have tried to artictulate
My whole part in this
But they're fruitless in their harvestin'
The drow grows from my footsteps
I'm the one that they follow
I am the one that they march with
(lemme put you on game)
Through the back alleys
And the black markets
The Oval Offices
Crackhouses and apartments
Through the mazes of the queens
The pages of the sages
And the Chambers of The Kings
(lemme put you on game)
Through the veins-es of the fiends
A paper chaser's pager
Yo I'm famous on the scene
One of the oldest most ancient-est of things
Seak every single language on the planet y'all mean?
(lemme put you on game)
I am the American dream
The rape of Africa
The undying machine
The overpriced medicine
The murderous regime
The tough guy's front
And the one behind the scenes
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(lemme put you on game)
I am the blood of this city
It's gas water and electricity
I'm it's gym and it's math and it's history
The gunshots in the class
And you can't pass if you're missin G.
I taught them better than that
I taught them aim for the head
And hope they never come back
I'm glad your daddy's gone baby
Hope he never comes back
I hope he's with your mother
With my hustlers high in my trap
(lemme put you on game)
I hope you die in his trash
I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs
I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag
Behind the hospital little baby
Crack addicts had
(lemme put you on game)
Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper
A welfare-receiving prostitute
And gold digger
You can watch on TV
How they should properly depict you
The rivers should flow with liqour
Quench your thirst on my elixers
(lemme put you on game)
I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
Ihe trusted misleader
The number one defender
And from a throne of their bones I rule
These fools are my fuel
So I make them Cool
(lemme put you on game)
Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool
And feed 'em from the table that held Corleone's food
If you die tell them that you played my game
I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name
'Cause I'm the... [gunshot]