Disaster, GGR, Lupe Fiasco - Inspiration lyrics

I gotta be more than just
An average man with you
I gotta set a mark that
Can nobody… umm… touch then
When I set that mark I’m gonna make it what
The rap audience ain’t ready for
Is a real person you know what I wanna say:
A real N-IG-G-A there’s
No place that I won’t go not feeling but if
You got love and you putting out real shit
People need that if you kicking that
Shit from your heart
People go wherever your heart want you to go
But, if you kicking that shit
From the white folks’ office
The white folks gonna have to
Tell you to leave

What is an inspiration? What
Goals are you setting?
Take a toll of your best


Andcoming and they leaving
Yeah, we shine bright like solar power, bitch
We shine bright like solar power
Started with a quarter then we
Flipped it to a dollar
Plus a nickel made a quarter and
A penny made a nickel
So what's your inspiration, bitch?
We shine bright like solar power

Dynasty, dynasty, empire ain’t inspire me
On the regular I really be feeling so finally
Season though you in the past
I’m in the post, need a coach
Toupée only fake shit that will
Ever ever rhyme with me
Do the most, not the mouse
Gorillas all up in my clique
Drag racing in the row
Never get on side of me
Sometimes get some paper, sometimes do it
PsychicallySometimes ask them spirit's man
Ghosts wanna write with me
Call that bed a Slimer
Eyes up on your dinerPull us through look to
Your bar and eat up all your rhymers
Bitches do the dishes, I spit back up
Your chinaIt's so mean and vicious
Don’t know how to be kinder
This one for my niggas
Down there by the bayouThis one for
My niggas, I die before we
RivalsThis one for my niggas
From the west-side Chi too
Rest of y’all just insects
Get fed to my windshield wipers

Playing with bitches
Sadiddy strippers in hipster city
Semi's spitting from little niggas
On every corner
Where I was brought up you sure you
Line up and they addy point ya
You dream too hard then these niggas
Be out to Freddy claw you
Stop repping on the little shit you got
Nigga before them goons draw the fold
Like a block schedule
All they need is the green
Light like John Legend
Gotta do it for the city like I’m Tom Vincent
Since my mom left me
Too many deaths made my mom wonder
Like life crazy
Never know when your time coming
These shots floating bout to
Blow like cocksuckers
Yeah, Will Walls told me kill em all
Told me never stop the music
Told me keep it going
I hate math so it's hard to try to even odds
Haters don’t start any game
Get the season all good

Imagine a nigga nineteen, one case pending
Ain't shit different
Just another way of living
Got to move a bitch smarter
But niggas still got caught up
When they caught that burner other
Charges had got brought up (inspiration
Inspiration, inspiration inspiration
Inspiration, inspiration)
Talked to T-real, he told me to keep it real
My nigga been gone a year
Since then I facemy lawyer got me a deal
Then I convinced my mind set
On getting a record deal
So what's your inspiration? What
Goals are you setting?
Bitch you better count your blessings
Cause your niggas get to snatched up
My inspiration stronger than some steroids
But painkillers still needed for
The brain boy

I would die it's the spark somebody else
Watching us we might not be
The ones but lets not be selfish
And because we not gonna change
The world let's not talk about how we
Should change the worldanywhere I go
You can check my pockets, anything is
Tapes hip hop you know, i don't even
Listen to the
It don’t gotta be the nigga that's platinum
It could be some underground tape
I got from Chicago
But I spread that shit around you
Know, I really do enjoy the music
I like that hardcore shit i think
It's good it get me through a
Lot of shit you know
It get me through a lot to know
Another niggas feeling what I feel