Friend Of The People Lyrics - Friend Of The People - Lupe Fiasco

Friend! Friend! 

[Verse 1: Lupe] 

Lu, coupe, no, more doors 

Porsche or, no, more doors, sedan 

Hmmm, 4-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 or Lord of War when Nicolas lost his brother 

Brougham, 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 her right into Do's hands, tell her how this gon' go, man 

[Hook: Dosage] 

Animals, animals, we are more like cannibals 

Follow rules, what rules? We don't ever answer to 

No King Tuts, no presidents, this is more like a ritual 

What am I scared of death for? Life is just an interlude 

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[Verse 2: Dosage & Lupe] 

Let's begin this interview, I know they got a lot of questions 

I dont have on a unitard, but I can answer the detective 

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 step-kid 

[Lupe] 

This where I step in, cause this Dosage from Philly and he so sick 

And he's my friend, so he's your friend, it's who Lupe Fiasco's with 

[Dosage] 

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 requestin' me 'cuz 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 wish I was in the land of cotton 

Old times they are not forgotten 

Look away! Look away! Look away!" 

Photos 

I forever see 

Don't go back or forever be a slave to the nation 

Touché, Lupe, this is history in the making 

[Verse 3: Lupe] 

We so in Smithsonians when the story ends 

We was there when the story started, making history before we's artists 

You know we's targets: Tar-get, it's always star shit 

Or shall I say hot-wired, ride around reckless and double-park it 

Look how many fines that the car get 

Take the boots off it, throw the tickets in the garbage 

Then go to court just to get up on some smart shit 

Tell the motherfucking judge it's all ours, bitch