Lupe Fiasco - Big Energy lyrics

Yeah, yeah uh, huh, uh huh, turn me up, uh
Portrait of Dick Gregory the myth, allegedly
Mister, you gotta listen to
This shit carefully
Cause comedy's a therapy, comforting as
That I know somebody there for me
To provide revoir
Like a paramedic puttin' air in me
In the face of scarcity legacy, breathe
Stand up, handle a set like it's leg day
Drop the gym, still stand up
Know where the dead lay
Shed light back on them bones
Just like a X ray
Teach you how to fight for your
Life in a Fеd case
Bout to get heavy, hopе you ready
Go get your neck brace
And try and fit his entire
Life inside your headspace
Born in St louis, moved to Illinois
The student came out to Chicago for
Professional comic pursuance
Told jokes in the army

Not your average Amish mommy
"You prove" type of content he was doin'
More complementary to the movement
And the times, when niggers still had a line
Started to get some shine around 1959
In the 1960s is when he
Really was in his prime had to brake
Land the playboy even ended up in Times
Wrote Nigga in '64 and then wrote many more
Extending proficiency to flip
Obscenity to lore the war wasn't ignored
He consistently objected
Political activism where his energy
Would be continuously directed
Ethics, hunger strikes, and methods
Of goin' the extra mile to
Make sure civil rights' respected
Even ran for President, evidently
Wasn't elected
That's just evidence that he'll put his
Flesh where his intellect is

See, that's Gregory
Use a microphone like it's weaponry
Really got eclectic in the '70s
Advocated for nutrition very heavily
Practiced doing fasting quite regularly
Treated eating like it's somethign medically
Behind me and died a drink, wrote the recipe
One time
Made his own money like the Treasury

To summary his life is quite fascinating
From the rare hostage crisis
To Kennedy assassinations he was there
Present in probably every affair
From Selma to tellin' Kentucky Fried'
Treat their chickens with care
Rare, yeah, so please, don't forget him
The more that you dig
The more you gon' dig him
He'll break you out your prison
I ain't sayin' he religion
But all school books should have
A little Dick in them

That Gregory
Treat a microphone like it's weaponry
Hope he restin' somewhere very heavenly
Not to be a part of his pedigree
Lupe on the mic, ya know I set you free
Beamin' right into yo mind like telepathy
Grab you by the spine, make you step with me
Let's do it one time for the legendary D