[Lupe Fiasco � Intro]
Guerrera...("Dumb it down!")
Coolest nigga, what? ("Dumb it down!")
F-N-F, up! ("Dumb it down!")
...("Dumb it down!")

[Lupe Fiasco � Verse One]
I'm fearless, now hear this, I'm earless (less)
and I'm peerless (less), that means I'm eyeless
which means I'm tearless which means my iris
resides where my ears is, which means I'm blinded
But I'ma find it, I can feel it's nearness
But I'ma veer so I don't come near
Like a chicken or a deer, but I remember
I'm not a listener or a seer so my windshield smear
Here you steer, I really shouldn't be behind this
Clearly cause my blindness; the windshield is min-strel
The whole grill is roadkill, so trill and so sincere
Yeah, I'm both them there
Took both pills, when a bloke in a trench coat
and the locs in the chair had approached him here
And he clear as a ghost, so a biter of the throats in the mirror
The writer of the quotes for the ghosts
who supplier of the notes of the living
Riveting is rosy, pockets full of posies
Given to the mother of the deceased
Awaken at war, 'til I'm restin' in peace (peace...peace...peace...)

[Chorus 1 - Gemini]
You goin over niggaz heads, Lu ("Dumb it down!")
They tellin' me that they'on't feel you ("Dumb it down!")
We ain't graduate from school, nigga ("Dumb it down!")
Them big words ain't cool, nigga ("Dumb it down!")
Yeah I heard "Mean and Vicious", nigga ("Dumb it down!")
Make a song for the bitches, nigga! ("Dumb it down!")
We'on't care about the weather nigga ("Dumb it down!")
You'll sell more records if you ("Dumb it down!")

[Lupe Fiasco � Verse Two]
And I'm mouthless, which means I'm soundless
Now as far as the hearing, I've found it
It was as far as the distance from the earring to the ground is
But the doorknockers on the ear of a stewardess in a Lear
She fine and she flyin, I feel I'm flying by 'em
'cause my mind's on cloud nine and in a mine at the same time
Pimps see the wings on the underground king
Who's also Klingon, to infinity and beyond
Something really stinks, but I Sphinx like Leon
or lying/lion in the desert
I'm flying on Pegasus, you're flying on the pheasant
Rider of the white powder, picker of the fire flowers
Spit, "hot fyah" like Dylan on Chappelle's skit
Yeah, smell it on my unicorn
Snort the white horse, but toot my own horn - sleep

[Chorus 2: voice imitating record label executive]
You've been shedding too much light, Lu ("Dumb it down!")
You make'em wanna do right, Lu ("Dumb it down!")
They're gettin self-esteem, Lu ("Dumb it down!")
These girls are trying to be queens, Lu ("Dumb it down!")
They're trying to graduate from school, Lu ("Dumb it down!")
They're startin to think that smart is cool, Lu ("Dumb it down!")
They're trying to get up out the hood, Lu ("Dumb it down!")
I'll tell you what you should do ("Dumb it down!")

[Lupe Fiasco � Verse Three]
And I'm brainless, which means I'm headless -
like Ichabod Crane is
Or foreplay-less sex is, which makes me saneless (less)
with no neck left to hang the chain with
Which makes me necklace-less, like a necklace theft
and I ain't used my headrest yet
They said they need proof like a vestless chest
'bout the best, fair F-F jet in the nest
Who exudes confidence and, excess depth
Even Scuba Steve would find it hard to breathe
Around these leagues...my snorkel is a tuba
Lu the ruler around these seas
Westside Poseidon, Westside beside 'em
Chest high and rising, almost touching the knees
of stewardess and the pilot, lucky they make it flowered
Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves
David Blaine, make it rain...
Make a boat, I make a plane
Then, I pull the plug and I, make it drain
Until I feel like flowin and fillin it up again...
Westsiiiide

[Chorus 3: Gemini]
You puttin me to sleep, nigga ("Dumb it down!")
That's why you ain't poppin in the streets, nigga! ("Dumb it down!")
You ain't winnin no awards nigga! ("Dumb it down!")
Robots and skateboards, nigga?! ("Dumb it down!")
GQ Man of the Year, G? ("Dumb it down!")
Shit ain't rockin over here, B ("Dumb it down!")
Won't you talk about your cars nigga? ("Dumb it down!")
What the fuck is �Goyard� nigga ("Dumb it down!")
Make it rain for the chicks ("Dumb it down!")
Po' CHAMPAGNE on a bitch!! ("Dumb it down!")
What the fuck is WRONG WITH YOU?! ("Dumb it down!")
...How can I get on a song with you? ("Dumb it down!")

[Gemini - Outro]
Look B, here's my man, my two-way...
Uh...what should I...ah - here take this
That right there, fuck if my boys'll talk about me, nigga
Nigga, you hot to me! I like you! ("Dumb it down!")

[Lupe � sampled from 'Ignorant Freestyle" then slowed down]
Bishop G, they told me I should come down cousin
but I flatly refuse I AIN'T DUMB DOWN NUTTIN...

[Lupe Fiasco] 
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 adieux... 
Lupe, Fiasco's, "Food & Liquor"

[Chorus:] 
Maybe just might be OK 
After all 
Sun don't shine 
On these days 

This feeling getting heavy is heaven 
I am atmis at this manage the balance 
Massive mass pull my back with out tipping my glasses 
This was not pitiful from passes of O G s 
This is so me 
Ask us many mention lil homie, lil bony 
But the rhymes is fat 
in fact 
Keep just like a Rochester customer 
God bless the mothers and younger brother is a hustler 
Cuz she don't want sob at his waist
But he want to follow in the step
Bang his hat learn his shake
master his swagger in the bathroom 
Mirror cop a Chevy steady mob in his place 
Chea its just the problem we face look his mom is in the face n promises his strait 

Then he leaves the house that love built that 
Hug renovate that section 8 pays for 
Well lets pray for em 
Let the beat play for em 
Put the trouble on display for em 
Cuz he gotta go face the drama 
With a difference face from the one that he use to face his moma 
If you look close 
You'll see a consist of a smile that hurts a ice grill 
in a trace of trauma 
little bit of his father 
another criterion that's no difference from a young Liberian 
who let the deliberian wiriben living in it the city 
out of his mind 
liria reconsilia 
I'm cool I don't for tell best 
I ain't nice as MC, I'm cornel west 
I am cornel west side chi town Rivera 
Malcom x assise the demons 
Gangsta leaning 
We traded in his cuffy for a new era 
chose a 44 over a mother board
I ain't a credited institute graduate 
Ia ain't for masorith
My conception won immaculate 
I ain't mastering no calculus 
Doing addition to the rap my audience 
I back flipped on the mattress the slept on me on 
What down yo, knowing is half the battle 
And fighting temptation, have an apple 
Shakes the snakes, pimp the system
Let's get into it, tabernacle

[Lupe Fiasco]
As I spy from behind my giant robot's eyes
I keep him happy 'cause I might fall out if he cries
Scared of heights so I might pass out if he flies
Keep him on autopilot 'cause I can't drive
Room enough for one I tell my homies they can't ride
Unless they sittin on the shoulders but that's way too high
Let's try not to step on the children
The news cameras filmin
This walkin project buildin
Now there's hoes sellin hoes like right around the toes
And the crackheads beg at about the lower leg
There's crooked police that's stationed at the knees
And they do drive-bys like up and down the thighs
And there's a car chase goin on at the waist
Keep a vest on my chest
I'm sittin in my room as I'm lookin out the face
Somethin to write about
I still got some damage from fightin the whitehouse, just a

Daydream
I fell asleep beneath the flowers
For a couple of hours
On a beautiful day
Daydream
I dream of you amid the flowers
For a couple of hours
Such a beautiful day

[Lupe Fiasco]
Now come on everybody, let's make cocaine cool
We need a few more half naked women up in the pool
And hold this MAC-10 that's all covered in jewels
And can you please put your titties closer to the 22s?
And where's the champagne? We need champagne
Now look as hard as you can with this blunt in your hand
And now hold up your chain slow motion through the flames
Now cue the smoke machines and the simulated rain
But not too loud 'cause the baby's sleepin
I wonder if it knows what the world is keepin
Up both sleeves while he lay there dreamin
Me and my robot tip-toe 'round creepin
I had to turn my back on what got you paid
I couldn't see half the hood on me like Abu Ghraib
But I'd like to thank the streets that drove me crazy
And all the televisions out there that raised me, I was

Daydream
I fell asleep beneath the flowers
For a couple of hours
On a beautiful day
Daydream
I dream of you amid the flowers
For a couple of hours
Such a beautiful day

They thought it was cool to tare down the projects and put up million dollar condos,
Gentrification.
They think its cool to stand on the block hiding products in their socks making quick dime bag
Dollars.

They think its cool to to ride down on you in blue and white unmarked cars, bustin you upside
Yo head.
Freeze....cause the problem is we think its cool too.
Check your ingredients, before you overdose, on the cool. 

[Chorus]:

If you are what you say you are
A super star
Then have no fear the camera's here and the microphone and they wanna know
Oh oh oh oh

If you are what you say you are
A super star
Then have no fear the crowd is here and the lights are on and they want a show
Oh oh oh oh

[Verse 1]:

Yea, uh
A fresh cool young Lu
Trying to cash his microphone check 2, 1, 2
Want to believe my own hype but it's too untrue
The world brought me to my knees
What have you brung you
Did you improve on the design
Did you do something new
Well your name ain't on the guest list
Who brung you, you
The more famous person you come through
And the sexy lady next to you
You come to
And then it hit me
Standing outside of heaven waiting for god to come and get me
Im too uncouth
Unschooled to the rules
And two gum shoe
Too much of a newcomer
And too uncool
Like Shadow and Lavelle
I battle with it well
Though I need a holiday like lady who song blue
Go back what ever you did you undo
Heavy is heaven
The devil on my two tons too

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]:

And you better wear your shades
The spotlights here can burn holes through the stage
Down through the basement
Passed the Indian graves
Where the dinosaurs laid
And out through china
Nearly misses air liners
Magnified times five
This is pointed at the rhymer
Ricochets off the moon and sets the forest a blaze
Now that's important to say
Cuz even with all of that
Most of us don't want it to fade
We want it to braid
Meaning we want it to grow
Meaning we want it to stay
Like the governor called
And they told him to wait
Un-strap him from the chair
And put him back in his cage
The audience ain't fazed
And they ain't gone clap and they ain't gone praise
They want everything back that they paid
Cuz they been waiting since ten to see the lights get dim

[Chorus]
[Verse 3]:
So chauffeur chauffeur come and take me away
Cuz I been standing in this line
For like five whole days
Me and security ain't getting along
And when I got to the front they told me all of the tickets were gone
So just take me home where the mood is mellow
And the roses are thrown
M&M's are yellow
And the light bulbs around my mirror don't flicker
Everybody gets a nice autograph picture
One for you and one for your sister
Who had to work tonight but is an avid listener
Every songs a favorite song
And mikes don't feed back
All the reviewers say you need to go and see that
And everybody claps cuz everybody is pleased
Then they all take the stage and start performing for me
Like ha ha hahaha
Ha ha hahaha ha

[Chorus]

Lusssst... sometimes can override trusssst 
She said that's why she gave it up 
My man said blood spilled out of everything he tou-chhhhed 
He crushed everything he crushed 
Ruined everything he loved, he just wanted to rushhhhh 
Blamed it on the times bein rough 
Doin dirt, with the devil, chasin after the dusssst 
Make a fussss, if it's them, but we hushhh, if it's us 

That's why, my momma said she wanted somethin REAL.. 
real.. real.. real.. real 
Somethin she could be proud of, somethin she could FEEL.. 
feel.. feel.. feel.. feel 
She said they so used to not havin nuttin real.. 
real.. real.. real.. real 
That they don't know how to act 
They don't know how to feel.. feel.. feel.. feel 

Lifffffe... ain't meant to come around twiiiice 
Yeah, that's why I gotta get it right 
They said I got it honest now I gotta give it LIFE 
But sleep on it, that's why God give you night 
I mean, I had a dream that, God gave me FLIGHT 
Too fly for my own good so, God gave me plight 
If I wake up in the mornin now I gotta give 'em SIGHT 
Make 'em see, break 'em free, ain't a G, sho' you right 

The game is not to give 'em nuttin REAL.. 
real.. real.. real.. real 
Nothin they could use, nuttin that they could FEEL.. 
feel.. feel.. feel.. feel 
Give 'em a bunch of lies and teach 'em that it's REAL..
real.. real.. real.. real 
So that's all that they a-know 
That's all that they a-feel.. feel.. feel.. feel 

Struggle... yeah yeah, another sign that God love you 
Cause on the low, bein po', make you humble 
Keep they names in my rhymes to try and keep them out of trouble 
Cause bein po', also teach you how to hustle 
All they want is some shoes or some rims for they bubble 
Now that I got my own, I can hit them with a couple 
Couple, my homies so they ain't got no reason to cuff you 
That's my plan, if I can, on the man, up above you 

That's why, I gotta give 'em somethin REAL.. 
real.. real.. real.. real 
Somethin they could recognize, somethin they could FEEL..
feel.. feel.. feel.. feel 
To my homies on the block I gotta give 'em somethin real.. 
real.. real.. real.. real 
Somethin that'll make 'em stop 
Somethin they can feel.. feel.. feel.. feel 

Yo! For real, really real, yeah! 
Know what it is, woo! 
Baby girl said she was in the mood for somethin REAL.. 
real.. real.. real.. real 
Let's go! 

[Sarah Green - to fade] 
So real.. so real.. 

Uh, what up y'all!
Soundtrack what's popping baby?
Y'all ain't know, I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco
Representing that first and fifteen
Jyea, uh!
And this one right here
I dedicate this one right here
To all my homies out there grinding
You know what I'm saying?
Legally and illegally
Hahaha..
You know what I'm talking about?
So, check it out

First got it when he was six
Didn't know any tricks
Matter of fact first time he got on it he slipped
Landed on his hip
And bust his lip
For a week he had to talk with a lisp
Like THISSSSS
Now we can end the story right here
But shorty didn't quit there was something in the air
Yea, he said it was something so appealing
He couldn't fight the feeling
Something about it
He knew he couldn't doubt it
Couldn't understand it
Brand it, just the first kickflip he land it
Uh, labeled a misfit, a bandit
Kakunk Kakunk Kakunk!
His neighbors couldn't stand it so
He was banished to the park
Started in the morning wouldn't stop 'til after dark
Yea, when they said, "It's getting late in here..
...so I'm sorry young man there's no skating here"

And so he kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, coast
And away he rolled
Just a rebel to the world with no place to go
And so he kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, coast
So come and skate with me
Just a rebel
Looking for a place to be
So let's kick...and push...and coast

My man got a little older
Became a better roller
Yea, no helmet, hellbent on killing himself
That's what his mama said, but he was feeling himself
Got a little more swagger in his style
Met his girlfriend she was clapping in the crowd
Love is what what was happening to him now
Uh, he said I would marry you
But I'm engaged to these arials and variels
And I don't think this board is strong enough to carry two
She said Bow, I weigh 120 pounds
Now, let me make one thing clear
I don't need to ride yours
I got mine right here
So she took him to a spot
He didn't know about
Something odd in the apartment parking lot
She said I don't normally take dates in here
Security came and said, "I'm sorry there's no skating here"

And so they kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, coast
And away they rolled
Just lovers intertwined with no place to go
And so they kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, coast
So come and skate with me
Just a rebel
Looking for a place to be
So let's kick...and push...and coast

Before he knew he had a crew
That wasn't no punk
And they spitfire shirts
And SB dunks
They would push 'til they couldn't skate no more
Office building lobbies wasn't safe no more
And it wasn't like they wasn't getting chased no more
Just the freedom was better than breathing they said
Any escape route they used to escape out
When things got crazy
They needed to break out
They head to any place with stairs
Any good grinds
The world was theirs
Uh, and their four wheels would take them there
Until the cops came and said, "There's no skating here"

And so they kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick push, coast
And away they rolled
Just rebels without a cause with no place to go
And so they kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick push, coast
So come roll with me
Just a rebel
Looking for a place to be
So let's kick...and push...and coast

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