The Cipher (feat. Lupe Fiasco & Papoose) lyrics, Styles P
[Intro: Styles P] BET get your recorders You rocking with the ghost Papoose And Lupe the skate boarder (this is crazy) Welcome to the cipher the beginning of rap, For record deals first I'm going to toss you the cap
[Verse 1: Papoose] Over 100 soilders died dis month I drop info out of ahundred da majority was negros George Bush is on a roll like a round hero dey still findin human remains at ground zero dey foundem in da sewers yeah it shows aww man yo I guess dats y dey call it a man hole when we say B.E.T we ain't tryna spell bet black entertainment Papoose is da best Nacirema wait till my album drop he hop up I clap him in his hip u can call it hip-hop rappers be actin like dey tougher den dey really is so I sitem in wheelchairs like jada pinkin kids u was puttin your sneakers on da wrong feet whan Papoose was reppin for da streets man defeat u mineaswell face your defeat look patna I have u lookin at defeat like a foot docta
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco] They say the game as the belly of a beast (Lupe) Blunt for fingers and hallo tips for teeth Wire taps for ears NIKE AIR for feet Blaspheme for prayers the system full of heart Rap music for beats heorin for the son and married to the streets Crack pipes for lungs And he never sleeps just spized with dice in his eyes Love life cause he like when it dies For baking for the soul he cough up pleasure Clothes made out of dolar bills that he sowed together He knows he's clever Jealous his house all the liquor that pours out and goes right to his mouth Rides around on a stray bullet With prositute, pimp, dope dealers and killers tied to it to pull it TV in his head Strippers slide down his leg and he known to ride around with the Feds He's Out there [x4]
[Verse 3: Styles P] [Let's go P] Don't call me ghost no more call me the phantom Real brothers lover street brothers understand 'em This is to the man with his hand on his Canon Right at this moment I know we need an atonement The Malcom is dead, The Martin is dead the guns the barber Let me know who want to pardon there head And I am back to the clip fill to the top I'll grill with a bop Poloce coming through kids still a rock I don't give a F cause I wanna die cause I am gonna die You to figure, don't boo who figure Want to the play the game find out who's who figure After you do that, find out who's true figure Lots of brothers died over B.S, nonsense School of Hardknocks no Parent Teacher Conference Got to learn the rules real fast, move fast Stand up the [? ] shortie Cause they know that you ass
[Outro:] [Styles P:] Yeah [Papoose:] Yeah that's hip hop [Styles P:] Before there was radio, before there were videos, before there were magazines Put the camera down this what it was [Papoose:] The cipher 360 degrees, the cipher Show you cats how to rhyme man Take that [x2]
Frequently appearing in the song The Cipher (feat. Lupe Fiasco & Papoose) lyrics:
once times appears I don't give a F cause I wanna die cause I am gonna die lyrics.
once times appears Poloce coming through kids still a rock lyrics.
once times appears You to figure don't boo who figure lyrics.
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