Lupe Fiasco - This is for my N*ggas lyrics

[Verse 1: Lupe] Fast black man author Slower white man warner I can never leave the hood I'm a city sticker Like lower right-hand corner My city slicker like Billy Crystal To recall the wielding pistols More arms than Vishnu Wrist full, of the crystal ball I predict through, pistol Won't miss you (shoot?) Like the second song on Disc 2 Lift you, 5'8" to 6'2" To 6 feet below Its like I'm half way home with 6 streets to go Never halfway holmes I'm 6 deep in flow In the halfway homes since hes been paroled Because I've been behind those bars A political prisoner, imprisoned for pa**ing out Anti-political literature Tapes full of that revolutionary curricular for you to listen to [Hook] Nah This is for my n***as baby No doubts, if, ands, or maybes that This is for my n***as baby From the bus to six sedans crazy This is for my n***as baby No doubts, if, ands, or maybes that This is for my n***as [Verse 2: Lupe] They say he zone out Just the spirit of Lu He Malone out Till he thrown out With two technical fouls He middle fingered the crowd He argue with the reff But your team blown out A bonafide player that they wanna comb out Crone out, stocked, sticked, and stone out Psychiatrist's couch, straight jacket Bubble walls, and a foam mouth I move K packs crazy, pack heat Lay back like back seats in Maybach Mercedes A track to say these So please let the record reflect Like the bottom of CD's I could never eject Or go back like Eight-Track I could never respect if I ever regressed I don't play that But still sittin on dubs and pimpin on her What you trippin on cuz [Hook] [Verse 3: Lupe] Since my conception my directions to get connections If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right I dodge corrections like Before I see my arms in ludicrous charms I will buy the farm The cowboy boots, roosters, tractor, chicken, and the barn Hustle north cause esse, he know Got that double cross like F-A-B-O But I will touch ya Send them boys to ice you out like Usher Understand I musta been here before In the belly of the beast I'm sincere for sure In the stomach of the hundred is ten pills of raw Ey, I got some dope sh** And I'm focused y'all So put that lactose to it Sneak the black toast through it Let the mac flow to it [Hook]