[Intro: Unidentified man & Lupe Fiasco]
[Unidentified man:] So Lu whos next man? Who's up and coming in the game?
[Lupe:] Next kid, um, of course my man, um, Gemini, form the south side of Chicago, uh good kid, good MC
Know what Im saying, got some fire. For real though, but youll see
[Gemini:]
Gemini
First and fifteenth n***as
Yeah
Uh huh
Feel me on this one
Yeah
Yeah
I done grew to be a monster
8 n***a face of a k**er
Addicted to the taste of liquor, so I pray for my liver
I gotta get up out my mammas basement
She need some more space and I feel her, f** could I do but take the sweet with the bitter
On top of that just had a baby delivered
Child support chasing a n***a
But I aint got no paper to give em
Water leaking from the cracks of the ceiling
Couple roaches here and there but they aint half as bad as in the beginning
Its like they always showed their a** whenever company visit
And then that black flag splashed em and they finally diminished
Losing ambition
Graduated school by inches
Eating Ramen noodle soup cuz aint no food in the kitchen
Taking baths with the same sh** we use with the dishes
This is unconstitutional to you but I live it
Could move and distribute but Im cool cuz I aint not trying to do prison
You couldnt walk inside my shoes unless you truthfully lived it
This is far from just some more 'Cago n***a
With cars and b**hes running through Chicago twisting
This is top flow Pica**o picture
12 car garage door living
Just better pray them Glock floors dont
Whys my best friend hoping I fail
Molded him well
Love him but f** him
He can get the bulk of the shells
I write my life in a notepad and hope that it sells
Cuz broke or in jail ain't cutting it like coke on the scale
Get toast by the belt
Too blind to f**ing post it in braille
Loading my shells Im focused on a soul who I k**
No coat shall I tail
Coasting on this boat that I sail
I float with the whales
A free Willy, cannot go to jail
Cause I swore that I'd be 6 feet in a pine box cold
Before I let the streets of South Chicago swallow my soul
I seen too many friends before me choose that horrible road
Couldnt harbor the load, froze, and they swallowed em whole
Until you n***as is probably plotting to rob me and scram
Just call it quits
You be dead before you count the first grand
You may get far as Queen Latifah and the rest of her friends
You wont pull a Jada Pinkett, you can trust that fam
So I'm screaming help me dearly with tears in my pants
Ill be found in the cemetery buried next to my grams
I get dirty like 2 Mexican hands dropping the trans
Chopping up grams cause me starving is not in the plans
Motherf**er