Lupe Fiasco - Dynasty Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Gemini] (Uh...Yeah. FnF Up! Gemini! Check! Uh. Look. Uh) June 20th a Gemini is born From the womb of miss Latonya, like to thank Almighty God Life's been nothing but a beauty to me, minus all the scars Let my CD be my eulogy if d**h should overcome Envy me cause all this j**elry that's hanging off my arm Address any beef cause truthfully I fear no man but God It ain't nothing you can do to me...my life is in his palms Sent my enemies to shoot at me, I pray for every one Learned about the birds and the bees watching dirty p**n Pops you let me go through puberty without you...You was wrong Love my step pops but truthfully we never had a bond Can't be mad at that cause biologically I'm not his son Even when I'm at my best, I'm still equal to a crumb I'm so insecure, had my self-esteem snatched young If you a beast then prove to me you grew to be what I've become I do this in my sleep, goofy, no one eats until I'm done Teachers called me dumb, grant my school was so damn boring I don't know how I pa**ed, sat in cla** all day drawing But with the help of Almighty God I made it through Bowen Gave me a fake diploma, and ever since that day I've been sewing Can't waste a moment, every day I wake I pray for atonement To save a place in Heaven's gates, it's safe to know where you going Nobody knows the day when Gable's trumpet gone start blowing And you separated by your faith, and it's all over in moments I do this for the homeless, all the hustlers hugging the corner With crack and marijuana focused on a stack cause they hunger That little boy that all the rappers influenced, clapping and stomping No Papi to school him, happy selling crack to his momma I do this for that little girl that's having s** for new jumpers Unprotected, pregnant, infected cause she let n***as run her Somehow, I always knew I'd be the one to survive Stop putting diesel in them needles as a way to get high Should be illegal how it's set up for our race to divide Girl, you young and beautiful...make them wait for the pie Don't do the usual, and bet he gone inspect you in time Lord, give me strength to speak to the blind Said if I seek I shall find Black people this is theme for the mind And I ain't preaching, I'm just reaching my kind Reality for the grind Before I leave I'm trying to save me some lives George Bush will never take me alive n***a life's been gutter, mainly cause of our skin color So when it rain, let the brain beith your umbrella I give a shout to all the single parent mothers Families of all the innocent victims that die for nothing If we don't fight, then we bugging, it's obvious we gon' suffer The consequences is real, and they talking 'bout repercussions My people, we struggling for everything to be all right... Motherf**er we got to fight [Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco] I give you ten albums That's like a thousand minutes Then add a thousand minutes with it To all my inner city citizens And my gremlins standing on the wing Ripping apart the plane We invented the twist like when you putting lemon in I'm a rider like, backstage food gimmie my Welcher's grape juice and my M&Ms Your sound man adapt then get back to disa**embling See I got world status, that's global positioning Not navigation but, a local n***as aspiration to never go to the hood again Start traveling, far away from where the Vice lords and GD's battling That was like 94 so I fast forward to 2006 If you handing out birthday licks for the rhymes hit him 2000 times That's how far ahead of the game they are Scissors beat paper, plane take car I used to take train, now my brain make bar Now lookie here how I take this plane straight to Mars n***a what