Lupe Fiasco - BMF lyrics

[Lupe: Talking] Uh huh, Friend of the People!! Yeahh, I mean c'mon. What the fu*k do I gotta do? This one for the fans here Jack. [Lupe: Chorus] I think I'm Malcom X, Martin Luther Add a King, add a Junior Some bible verses, couple sunnas An AK-47 that's a revolution!! (n***a) Think I'm Tupac, Bob Marley Fela Kuit, Marcus Garvey [Lupe: Verse 1] Them the real ones, light a lighter for em Letcha know, that I'm ridin' for em Gon' gimme some, a lil more beat Call yo friends around, then call the police! Im ridin' wit my flow, it take up four seats So I'm gon ghost ride, but with no sheets One man by myself, even then I'm 4 deep Like hotel swimming pools, that's 4 feet These n***as like the rooms, so suite(sweet) Priceline! so cheaaap Im the cell phone, they some room keys Im some shell toes, they some shoe strings I turn em off, i take em out Im reverand run, with the laces out Adidas, so adios All day i dream, like im comatose Thats your ship sinking, and im so afloat I'm T-Pain, I'm on a boat!!! Not the slave one, decaprios either Hear the waves come, they started in the bleachers So I'm swag surfin', the pools getting deeper You still sweet though, here come them room keepers Ok ill be the strings, you be the shoes But guess what[what?], now they Jimmy Chu's I wear the pants, you in the pools Yo sh** meows, my sh** AWOOOOOOOOO I got a fifth flow, call me brother man Africa the set, yea that's the motherland For that BP, I shed 50 tears In Nigeria that oil been spillin' for like 50 years! Fifty years! Hell naww, hell yeahhh, tryina tell ya'll At this rate, n***as gon lose! Can't search for water, or grow your own food! Tell me what's gon' happen, when them stores close And ain't gon open up, no more Yeah thats the realest sh** You gon' feel dat, hungers yo enemy But you can't k** dat! n***a wake up, don't join the army k** your own peoples, but fear Illuminatis and they ain't even real, or are they? But you ain't even know, cuz you partay too f**in much, if you start to doubt they already in yo mind, and comin' out yo mouth Its not a trick, n***a, it's a trap Survival of the fit, is what they aiming at And n***as aint fit, fat as hell! Fat in mind, body fat aswell Who use most the d**? Americans! Whats in Afghanistan? h**n! You think thats by mistake? They cant stop dat? Don't think you safe though, because you not black Greed is colorblind, so I'm colorblind They gon' f** with yours soon as they done with mine They say i try to hard, verses overwhelm I learned most of this, from n***as sittin' in jail Where you think im from? I'm from the streets n***a! Triple OGs told me to teach n***a! And that aint made up, nope! Thats a fact They say that gangsta sh**, is the sh** i rap Look who i attract, look at my inner circle Bunch of street n***as, and a couple Erkles Look at my fanbase! Oh yess! f** what Pro say! Look at this protest! Where they do that at? Who they do that for? Must mean I'm doin' bad, that things is movin' slow We talkin' revolution on public radio! Then catch me down in Houston, sittin on them 84's Trae wa**up, ABN, gotcha back n***a, sink or swim Free Chilly Chill, shake off yo mastas Pray to God; Build yo mind faster [Lupe: Chorus] I think I'm Malcom X, Martin Luther Add a King, add a Junior Couple bible verses, and some sooners An AK-47 that's a revolution!! (n***a) Think I'm Tupac, Bob Marley Fela Kuti, Marcus Garvey Them the real ones, light a lighter for em If you ain't know, I'm ridin' for em