Lupe Fiasco

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Lupe Fiasco

Wasalu Muhammad Jaco (born February 16, 1982), better known by his stage name Lupe Fiasco, is an American rapper, artist, producer and CEO of 1st and 15th Entertainment
Raised in Chicago, Fiasco developed an interest in hip-hop after initially disliking the genre for its use of vulgarity
He adopted the name Lupe Fiasco and began recording songs in his father's basement, and joined a group called Da Pak
The group disbanded shortly after its inception, and Fiasco soon met rapper Jay-Z who helped him sign a record deal with Atlantic Records
In addition to music, Fiasco has pursued other business ventures, including fashion
He runs two clothing lines, "Righteous Kung-Fu" and "Trilly & Truly"
He has also designed sneakers for Reebok
He has also been involved with charitable activities throughout his career, including the Summit on the Summit expedition, and in 2010 he recorded a benefit single for victims of the 2010 Haiti earthquake

Hip Hop/RNB

Out Of My Head (feat. Trey Songz)

Album:

Lasers (2011)

Lyrics:

Girl I want you to know (whoo)
I can't get you out of my head
My head my head (naawww)

Girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did
You did you did
But I love it

Uh Uh
Everything hooks
Everything works, you're a real good cause
I'm a real good verse, freestyle unrehearsed
So clean no curse
And when the song's gone man everything hurts
So I put it in reverse
Go back to the scene where I seen you first
Yeah, I need you to sing that single again
Play that video I seen you up in
A hundred million scenes in my mind all day
Call in and request on the line always
Yeah, the president of your fan club
Leave them players all behind like a bad love

Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head
My head my head (I can't get you out now)

Girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did
You did you did
But I love it (Wait)

Playa need a minute
Like a time out in tennis 'for I finish
How'd I get in this
Maybe 'was your hair, maybe 'was your flair
Maybe it's the heels and the way you wear
Maybe it's your real and the way you care
You don't care if I'm ill or a millionaire
The only thing that matters that the feeling's there
Your smile is so bright it's like a grills in there
High off life, don't need a pill in there (nah)
You're killing me, I think I need a will in here
Got me feeling real skills impaired
Hard to describe why you're still in here

Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head
My head my head

Girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did
You did you did
But I love it (but I love it)

Don't care what nobody say
Cause I like it girl
Might go crazy try'na figure this out love (but I like it girl)
Don't even know why I feel this way
Cause I like it girl
Caught up in something that I can't get out of (but we like it girl)

Girl I want you to know
I can't get you out of my head (I can't get you out now)
My head my head (said I can't get you out now)

Girl I want you to know
I don't even know what you did
You did you did (you did you did you did)
But I love it

Girl I want you to know (I want you to know)
I can't get you out of my head (lupe)
My head my head (trey)
I want you to know (yeah)

Girl I want you to know (oh oh oh)
I don't even know what you did (just making sure)
You did you did (i don't even know)
But I love it
I can't get you out of my head (lupe, trey)
My head

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The Show Goes On

Album:

Lasers (2011)

Lyrics:

Alright, already the show goes on
all night, till the morning we dream so long
anybody ever wonder, when they would see the sun up
just remember when you come up
the show goes on!

Have you ever had the feeling that you was being had
Don’t that shit that make you mad
They treat you like a slave, with chains all on your soul,
and put whips up on your back,
they be lying through they teeth
hope you slip up off your path
I don’t switch up I just laugh
put my kicks up on they desk
unaffected by they threats than get busy on they ass
see that’s how that Chi-Town made me
That’s how my daddy raised me
that glittering may not be gold, don’t let no body play me
if you are my homeboy, you never have to pay me
Go on and put your hands up, when times are hard you stand up
L-U-P the man, cause a brand that the fans trust
so even if they ban us they’ll never slow my plans up!

One in the air for the people that ain’t here
Two in the air for the father that’s there
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids who don’t wanna be there
None for the niggas trying to hold them back
Five in the air for the teacher
not scared to tell those kids
thats living in the ghetto
that the niggas holdin back
that the World is theirs!
Yeah yeah, the World is yours, I was once that little boy
Terrified of the World
Now I’m on a World tour
I will give up everything, even start a world war
for these ghettos girls and boys im rapping round’ the World for!
Africa to New York, Haiti then I detour, Oakland out to Auckland
Gaza Strip to Detroit, say hip-hop only destroy
tell em’ look at me, boy!
I hope your son don’t have a gun and never be a D-boy

So no matter what you been through
no matter what you into
no matter what you see when you look outside your window
brown grass or green grass
picket fence or barbed wire
Never ever put them down
you just lift your arms higher
raise em till’ your arms tired
Let em’ know you’re there
That you struggling and survivin’ that you gonna persevere
Yeah, ain’t no body leavin, no body goin’ home
even if they turn the lights out the show is goin’ on!