Audubon Ballroom Lyrics - Food & Liquor Ii - Lupe Fiasco

God is great! 

Ghettos, America. U.S. to the izzay 

Killa in the citywide sprizzay 

Where there's sunshine in the shizzade 

Judge won't pull him out the pen like a grenade 

For acting out their fears like a charade 

Til they blacking out their tears like it's lights out 

Bring em out the black like a lighthouse 

And wave to em before they wiped out 

Lifesaver, threw em, hope they catch it 

But it's so Titanic to be iced out 

That's just scratching the surface like Triple Axels 

Want to roll around that Bentley like Crystal Castles 

In addition to the chain 

That's just to take the attention from the pain 

Or is it the mission of the man 

Audubon Ballroom, Motel Lorraine 

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Now white people, you can't say nigga 

So I gotta take it back 

Now black people, we're not niggas 

Cause God made us better than that 

No break, all wake 

Little mayhem for your All-State, nay ham, all steak 

Get a good ball great like a golf grade 

Make the ball break 

Just one swing, no putting 

That's how I try 'n does things, always 

Especially when your past is 

Martin, Baldwin, Audubon Ballroom 

Turn the glass ceiling to a glass floor 

Make a trampoline out of trapdoor 

On that gasoline when I was back poor 

Loudly crafted out my dream underneath a tap floor 

Backpack battle-cat underground rap lore 

Anonymous but dominant -- what's a Mac to a hacker? 

In other words, we lyrical Zuckerbergs 

Pimp you may move a mouse, but what's a rat to a cat store 

It's like a gig to an app store 

I rap Black history, you can only see my past if you fast forward 

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Now white people, you can't say nigga 

So I gotta take it back 

Now black people, we're not niggas 

Cause God made us better than that 

Black Panthers, black anthems, black blues 

With black answers for black stanzas: Langston Hughes 

Breaking rules, ain't it cool? 

Took it old, and made it new 

Black painters, musical black anger 

Black mothers, beautiful black anchors 

So lets hear it for 'em! Let's hear it for 'em! 

Lets hear it for 'em! Lets hear it for 'em! 

Black America! Trap America! 

'80s Babies! Crack America! 

Rap America! Bad as Erykah! 

From the era of family tearing up 

But we just won big, can't be undid 

Form a whole culture in just one kid 

Miami dope boys, Oakland militants 

Harlem Renaissance it's our deliverance 

Now white people, you can't say nigga 

So I gotta take it back 

Now black people, we're not niggas 

Cause God made us better than that