Monday, January 7, 2008

Songs that imspired me to write

Lupe Fiasco - The Coolest (First verse & Part of the 2nd verse)

I love the Lord
But sometimes it’s like that I love me more
I love the peace and I love the war
I love the seas and I love the shore
No love for no beach - baby, that’s loyal
But she doesn’t see, therefore I spoil
I trip, I fall, run up in raw
I love her with all my heart
Every vein, every vessel, every bullet lodged
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said that she would give me greatness
Status, placement above the others
My face would grace coversOf the magazines of the hustlers
Paper, the likes of which that I had never seen
Her eyes glow green with the logo of our dreams
The purpose of our scene, the obscene obsession for the bling
She would be my queen, I could be her king
Together, she would make me cool
And we would both rule, forever
And I would never feel pain
And never be without pleasure, ever, again
And if the rain stops and everything’s dry
She would cry just so I can drink the tears from her eyes
She’ll teach me how to fly, even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall and I plummet from the sky
But she will keep me high, and if I ever die
She would commission monuments on her bosom, to him
Or maybe she’d retire as well, a match made in Heaven; set the fires in Hell
And I’ll be

The coolest nigga what
The coolest nigga what
The coolest nigga what
The coolest nigga what
Lord please have sympathy
And forgive “my cool young history” as
The coolest nigga what
The coolest nigga what
The coolest nigga what
The coolest nigga what

And so began our reign (rain)
The Trinity, her and I can (hurricane)
No weather man could ever stand what her and I can
Hella hard – umbrella? Whatever!
Put plywood on propeller panes
And pray to God that the flood subside
‘Cause you gonna need a sub ‘til he does reply
And not one of Jared’s, you think it’s all arid
And everything’s irie, another supply
That means another July inside my endless summer

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