Lupe Fiasco - Didn't U Know lyrics

Uh uh uh uh uh Yeah Thats what Im talking about Lemme clean my gla**es Lemme wipe off my sneakers Lemme tilt my hat You understand [Lupe Fiasco:] Calm down shorty the alpha dudes up They dont wanna touch em they alpha dude touch Just when they think they getting slick I lift Switch my altitude up Drop a little j**elry down Pick my valuables up lay my tomfoolery down They like the way I Converse They alpha dude Chucks But these tailors(Taylors) here are tailor-made for me The Geminis the Pros and the Sh-Shayla Gs Yeah A four-man squad thatll play your league Play you four on forty give you a hundred-point lead Then we still pimp the game like its Hunters point, please Homie (Homie) Y-y-ya know me (ya know me) You might see me down Stoney Island Ridin- Madison-Travelin Michigan-Visitin Roosevelt-Rollin Home and Roamin Halstead-Walkin Jeffreys-Joggin Yes these problems Didnt you know? (echo) Hes here! [Shayla G:] Im right behind ya mean Who you think better than Im over ya heads like Excedrin I keep telling them Im coming Keep pumping me like a veteran I do it Part in confidence just that my jargons number one in my conference I take state, raise stakes while joggin We take nationals no bargains Im barging through the door Im tired of knocking my knuckles are sore Its nothing no more FNF hot like TNT pop D and D not Disturbed revenge of the nerds I told you vengeance this hurts Time to get my grown woman on like bees and the birds Me and my squad like peas in a pod Havent you heard (echo) Homie (homie) Y-y-ya know me (ya know me) You might see me bout Stoney Island Ridin 79th Wildin While while hundred stallions State Street grinding thats who I am Didnt you know (echo) Hes here! [Lupe Fiasco:] Uh,Youre now Hip Hoppin with the better FNF I do it for the letters Track tripping pimping I do it for the cheddar I chat different listen I put it all together Wonder how I remain cool When Im pedaling the fire When n***as got littler than a sweater in the dryer Homie I was a pusher of medicines for hire So I can walk through the cookers without sweating my attire Get through the drought without sweating my supplier Without giving out my connect to the buyers I hope I get it correct Before the sun rises in the west And god sends his Messiah And then he wakes up the tired and is done Homie (Homie) Y-y-ya know me (ya know me) You might see me down Stoney Island-Ridin Madison-Travelin Lakeshore or State and Lake Street pacin Harvey-Hoppin Alden-Poppin K-Town-Creepin South Shore-Shufflin While while wanderin Housin Hustlin Hometown hero Chicagos tomorrow West side hanger Yes hes danger Didnt you know? (echo) Hes here!