Ital (roses) Lyrics - Food & Liquor Ii - Lupe Fiasco

Black panther, black panther, what do you see? 

I see a dreaming child watching over me 

Back nigga 

Yeah, hey, can we get a little break 

From the cocaine and the kilos 

Aiight nigga, we know 

Aiight nigga, we know 

Can we get a break from the strippers on the p-ole 

Aiight nigga, we know 

Okay nigga, we know 

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Hey shawty, ain't no future in no gang-bang 

And ain't no manhood in no bang-bang 

Ain't no honor cleanin' interstates inside a chain-gang 

Know some rap niggas put that shit inside your mainframe 

Pills make you stupid and liquor do the same thing 

'Raris too expensive and they way too hard to maintain 

Get yourself a Camry, "nigga said a Camry?" 

Watch that ho depreciate and then you'll understand me 

It's called being fiscally responsible 

Don't let these lying images up in hip-hop here conquer you 

The TV's not your father, fool, that video's not your mama 

Try your best to be a man and your worst to be a monster 

May we have some roses for the ladies 

A little appreciation for the gentlemen 

And here's some kisses for the babies 

Some peace, humanity for the whole wide-wide-wide world 

More patience to the youth then, sympathy for the poor 

Empathy for the old, more justice for the downpressed 

Treat no liar, ital, iyah 

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I know you're sayin', "Lupe rappin' 'bout the same shit" 

Well, that's 'cause ain't shit changed, bitch 

And please don't excuse my language 

Cause I would hate for you to misrepresent 

The true expression of my anguish 

And by this far I ain't shocked, upset, or appalled 

I'm ashamed, bitch 

I can't listen if you ain't sayin' shit 

And recognize all this emptiness is dangerous 

Ain't buildin' up they confidence, we teachin' 'em that they ain't shit 

If they ain't got the latest that they saw on someone famous 

Mercy of the Lord on this double-edged sword 

Instead of askin' where the hoes is 

Maybe maybe may we have some roses 

May we have some roses for the ladies 

A little appreciation for the gentlemen 

And here's some kisses for the babies 

Some peace, humanity for the whole wide-wide-wide world 

More patience to the youth then, sympathy for the poor 

Empathy for the old, more justice for the downpressed 

Treat no liar, ital, iyah 

May we have some roses for the ladies 

A little appreciation for the gentlemen 

And here's some kisses for the babies 

Some peace, humanity for the whole wide-wide-wide world 

More patience to the youth then, sympathy for the poor 

Empathy for the old, more justice for the downpressed 

Treat no liar, ital, iyah 

Called the president a terrorist 

Corporate sponsors like, how the fuck you gon' embarrass us? 

Ain't my fault, I was just repeatin' this 

Professor Emeritus from America 

But my tone was like an Afghani kid without a home 

Blew that bitch up with a drone 

An Iraqi with no daddy, Palestinian throwing stones 

The fuck you think they call him? I'mma leave that all alone 

Cause this, the focus on this new shit is that hopeless 

Place that I was born into systematic brokeness 

Took that downpression and developed it to dopeness 

It's that great American rap-rap ferocious 

May we have some roses for the ladies 

A little appreciation for the gentlemen 

And here's some kisses for the babies 

Some peace, humanity for the whole wide-wide-wide world 

More patience to the youth then, sympathy for the poor 

Empathy for the old, more justice for the downpressed 

Treat no liar, ital, iyah