Friend of the People (feat. Dosage)
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β±οΈ 2:36 duration
π ID: 26252768
π Lyrics
Fred
Fred
Uh, yeah
Ayy, where we at?
Yeah, yeah
Let's go
Lupe, coupe, no, more doors
Partial, no, more doors
Sedan, hmm, four more, no, more doors
More doors than that Lord of the Rings that Frodo went to war for
You'll see more war than World War 4
Oh Lord, no more when Nicholas lost his brother
Damn, Broham, no man
Too slow for my program
Need punk rock, not slow jams
Mosh pits, not hold hands
Or slow dance or romance
I'll take this bitch like Lo Pan
Put it right into Do's hands
Tell her how this gon' go, man
You call us animals, animals
We are more like cannibals
Follow rules, what rules?
We don't ever answer to no King Tut's, presidents
This is more like a ritual
What am I scared of death for?
Life is just a interlude
Let's begin this interview
I know they got a lot of questions
I don't have on a unitard, but I can answer the detectives
None of these dicks can trace me
I don't go that direction
This is the beginning of a massacre
I'm tired of getting treated like a stepkid
That's why I step in 'cause this Do shit
From Philly and he's so sick
And he my friend, so he your friend
That's who Lupe Fiasco with
They wanna know if I'm insane
I just don't accept defeat
But since I'm nominated
This is gonna be my acceptance speech
Your big bro requested me
'Cause I'm a friend of the people
And I'm next to be in the game
I don't hear the referees whistling
Technically, Dixie, let me sing
I forever see
Don't go back or forever be a slave to the nation
TouchΓ©, Lupe, this is history in the making
Oh, we show in Smithsonians when the story ends
We was there when the story started
Making history before we's artists
You know we's targets
In Target's, always start shit
Or shall I say hotwire?
Ride around reckless and double park it
Look how many fines that the car get
Take the boots off and throw the tickets in the garbage
Then go to court just to get off on some more shit
Tell the motherfucking judge this is all ours, bitch
You call us animals, animals
We are more like cannibals
Follow rules, what rules?
We don't ever answer to no King Tut's, presidents
This is more like a ritual
What am I scared of death for?
Life is just a interlude
Fred
Uh, yeah
Ayy, where we at?
Yeah, yeah
Let's go
Lupe, coupe, no, more doors
Partial, no, more doors
Sedan, hmm, four more, no, more doors
More doors than that Lord of the Rings that Frodo went to war for
You'll see more war than World War 4
Oh Lord, no more when Nicholas lost his brother
Damn, Broham, no man
Too slow for my program
Need punk rock, not slow jams
Mosh pits, not hold hands
Or slow dance or romance
I'll take this bitch like Lo Pan
Put it right into Do's hands
Tell her how this gon' go, man
You call us animals, animals
We are more like cannibals
Follow rules, what rules?
We don't ever answer to no King Tut's, presidents
This is more like a ritual
What am I scared of death for?
Life is just a interlude
Let's begin this interview
I know they got a lot of questions
I don't have on a unitard, but I can answer the detectives
None of these dicks can trace me
I don't go that direction
This is the beginning of a massacre
I'm tired of getting treated like a stepkid
That's why I step in 'cause this Do shit
From Philly and he's so sick
And he my friend, so he your friend
That's who Lupe Fiasco with
They wanna know if I'm insane
I just don't accept defeat
But since I'm nominated
This is gonna be my acceptance speech
Your big bro requested me
'Cause I'm a friend of the people
And I'm next to be in the game
I don't hear the referees whistling
Technically, Dixie, let me sing
I forever see
Don't go back or forever be a slave to the nation
TouchΓ©, Lupe, this is history in the making
Oh, we show in Smithsonians when the story ends
We was there when the story started
Making history before we's artists
You know we's targets
In Target's, always start shit
Or shall I say hotwire?
Ride around reckless and double park it
Look how many fines that the car get
Take the boots off and throw the tickets in the garbage
Then go to court just to get off on some more shit
Tell the motherfucking judge this is all ours, bitch
You call us animals, animals
We are more like cannibals
Follow rules, what rules?
We don't ever answer to no King Tut's, presidents
This is more like a ritual
What am I scared of death for?
Life is just a interlude