Lyrics Put You on Game.lrc Lupe Fiasco
[id: pshlymww]
[ar: Lupe Fiasco]
[al: Lupe Fiasco’s The Cool (Circuit City Bonus Track Edition)]
[ti: Put You on Game]
[length: 03:03]
[00:09.26](The Game: Laughing, smoking)
[00:20.01]Lemme put you on game (gunshot)
[00:31.26]Lemme put you on game
[00:37.88]Don’t you know that I run this place,
[00:39.36]And I’ve begun this race,
[00:40.75]Must I rerun this pace?
[00:42.13]I’m the reason its become this way
[00:43.84]And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised
[00:47.80](Lemme put you on game)
[00:48.78]They love my darkness,
[00:50.04]I make them heartless,
[00:51.49]And in return, the have become my martyrs,
[00:54.13]I’ve been in the poem of many a poet,
[00:56.48]And I reside in the art of many a artist
[00:59.41](Lemme put you on game)
[01:00.16]Some of your smartest have tried to articulate
[01:02.25]My whole part in this
[01:04.07]But they’re fruitless in their harvest
[01:05.52]The drow grows from my footsteps
[01:07.35]I’m the one that they follow,
[01:09.13]I am the one that they march with
[01:10.92](Lemme put you on game)
[01:11.54]Through the back alleys
[01:13.20]And the black markets,
[01:14.20]The Oval Offices,
[01:15.11]The crackhouses and apartments
[01:16.92]Through the mazes of the queens,
[01:19.74]The pages of the sages
[01:21.29]And the Chambers of The Kings
[01:22.48](Lemme put you on game)
[01:22.97]Through the veins-es of the fiends,
[01:25.45]A paper chaser’s pager,
[01:27.00]Yo, I’m famous on the scene
[01:28.53]One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things
[01:31.04]Speak every single language on the planet, kna’mean?
[01:33.96](Lemme put you on game)
[01:34.79]I am the American dream,
[01:37.18]The rape of Africa
[01:38.50]The undying machine,
[01:39.89]The overpriced medicine,
[01:41.36]The murderous regime,
[01:42.64]The tough guy’s front,
[01:44.09]And the one behind the scenes
[01:45.29](Lemme put you on game)
[01:45.73]I am the blood of this city,
[01:48.40]It’s gas, water, and electricity,
[01:49.66]I’m it’s gym, and it’s math, and it’s history,
[01:52.89]The gunshots in the class
[01:54.47]And you can’t pass if you’re missin, G.
[01:58.59]I taught them better than that
[01:59.94]I taught them aim for the head
[02:01.30]And hope they never come back
[02:02.71]I’m glad your daddy’s gone, baby,
[02:04.09]Hope he never comes back,
[02:05.41]I hope he’s with your mother,
[02:06.72]With my hustlers high in my traps
[02:08.30](Lemme put you on game)
[02:09.14]I hope you die in his trash,
[02:11.25]I can’t help it all I hear when you’re crying is laughs
[02:14.00]I’m sure somebody find you tied up in this bag,
[02:16.93]Behind the hospital little baby,
[02:18.83]Crack addicts had
[02:20.15](Lemme put you on game)
[02:20.52]Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper,
[02:22.26]A welfare-receiving prostitute
[02:24.20]And gold digger,
[02:25.19]You can watch on TV,
[02:26.35]How they should properly depict you,
[02:27.88]The rivers should flow with liquor,
[02:29.40]Quench your thirst on my elixirs,
[02:30.75](Lemme put you on game)
[02:31.14]I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
[02:33.94]The trusted misleader,
[02:35.64]The number one defender,
[02:37.74]And from a throne of their bones I rule,
[02:39.68]These fools are my fuel
[02:41.65]So I make them Cool
[02:42.81](Lemme put you on game)
[02:43.27]Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool,
[02:45.52]And feed ’em from the table that held the Corleone’s food,
[02:48.52]If you die, tell ’em that you played my game
[02:51.34]I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name,
[02:54.06]’Cause I’m the… (gunshot)
[02:56.17]Year of Release: 2007