[LUPE FIASCO: Uh, up y'all! what's popping baby? Y'all ain't know, I go by the name of Fiasco Representing that and fifteen Jyea, uh! And this one right I this one right here To all my homies out grinding You know I'm saying? and illegally Hahaha... You know I'm talking about? So, it out
[VERSE 1: FIASCO] got it when he was six Didn't any tricks Matter of fact time he got on it he slipped on his hip And his lip For a he had to talk with a lisp Like Now we can end the story right But didn't quit there was something in the air Yea, he said it was something so He couldn't the feeling about it He he couldn't doubt it understand it Brand it, just the kickflip he land it Uh, a misfit, a bandit Kakunk Kakunk! His neighbors couldn't it so He was banished to the Started in the wouldn't stop 'til after dark Yea, when said, "It's getting late in here... ... so I'm sorry man there's no skating here"
And so he kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, And he rolled Just a rebel to the with no place to go And so he kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, So come and with me Just a for a place to be So let's kick... and push... and
2: DRAKE] (Waddup Lupe, Chi Town! ) My style is Tennessee Mixed with Terry Kennedy People barley me from back in the day I done got contacts and threw the glasses away The time it took me to get cool was a massive But check it gets boring growing up in Trying to become a pro but keep up apprentice Mama would have done anything to prevent this every single time I break a board it gets expensive Luckly my aunt as a nurse So every I needed something she just reach up in her purse And plus she'd always me speeches on the first If I'm staying in her house then I need to get some I tell her I was on vacation She say you to be doing something other than skating Why don't you go kick it your uncle in the basement I ma let him that your coming honey he's waiting So now it's me and old Chekka playa playing chess looking through old wrek a airs He knew I didn't wanna post here Open up the told me that the coast clear Now I coast clear take a deep breath feeling the popes here Homie this is east test Life's ever given me a plus graded by a teacher in a sweet Yes I'm literly Landel with a kick and a snare flip in the air The kids sick till jeans put a rip in the pair so the space ain't restricted in here Breathe again think obvious that they need my soul Cousins at the like ri mi fa so I say aunty this is a career She said Drake I told you there's no here
And so he kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, And he rolled Just a to the world with no place to go And so he kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, So and skate with me Just a for a place to be So kick... and push... and coast
[VERSE 3: FIASCO] he knew he had a crew That wasn't no And they shirts And SB They would push 'til they couldn't no more Office building lobbies safe no more And it wasn't they wasn't getting chased no more Just the freedom was better breathing they said Any escape they used to escape out When got crazy They to break out They head to any place stairs Any grinds The world was Uh, and their four wheels would take there Until the came and said, "There's no skating here"
And so he kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, And away he Just a rebel to the world with no to go And so he kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, kick, push, So come and with me Just a Looking for a to be So let's kick... and push... and