Lupe Fiasco - Lean lyrics

Gangsta Gangsta Gangsta Gansta
F-I Westside Chi Town Thank Ya
Moms and Pops what drove me crazy
Spice-1, Twista, Biggie, Jay Z (yeah)
Inspirings for writing in my spiral
Then put violence into firing
Like opposite of hiring
Cause weren't nobody hiring
They packin the four fifth
Back to tacting, sink your warships
Climbs your walls invade your fortress
From battling and hassling from
Samplings from rapping
And I'm trackling off Madison
To trafficking in-to trampling
He be, easy, back again
Focused attacking them, the unbelievable
It's a mack back here like
Don't be fooled by the packaging
I'm back to school like September
L-U-P Emperor

Suspects falling gangstas ride
(Lean Nigga, Lean Nigga)
Ladies ballas, haters hide
(Lean Nigga, Lean Nigga)
F-N-F is major now (Lean Nigga, Lean Nigga)
Don't you love it it's just I
(Lean Nigga Lean Nigga)
This is how we get down

Jump! Put your lighters in the air
It's a fighter in stare
How you gonna escape If I
Set fire to the stairs?
How you gonna equate us it's
Like a hare compared
To a lair full of lions tigers and bears
You don't like sharing his
The the medium rare
The well well you're in there
They think they gonna take me
Off of their square (Nah-Uh)
But, I am far from a Now and Later rapper
(wrapper) down to take a matter back
Up to with clappers
From tapping young trapper don't get
Caught up in my snare
Far from a producer dawg
Every block that you set up
I'm will shut down turn your computers off
It's surprising though
Flow so wired requires tying to a chair
Somebody better come and get it cause
I'm about to kill it
Just enough for every city and
Village to feel it

Suspects falling gangstas ride
(Lean Nigga, Lean Nigga)
Ladies ballas, haters hide
(Lean Nigga, Lean Nigga)
F-N-F is major now (Lean Nigga, Lean Nigga)
Don't you love it it's just I
(Lean Nigga Lean Nigga)
This is how we get down

Yeah! This is how we get down this
Is how we get down
Like a top floor fire and I found the
Fire escape to get to the ground
I'm a top floor fire give em a pound
Sho'nuff respect to the young upset
The three at the buzzer hand to the fam
Sleeves of a hustle he's ever upper
Crust, trust, sucker free like doctor visit's
Wasa is it? Yup, Yuck Sickening
Tipping, Tipping, Tipping, Tipping
Chi Town's rhetoric for getting it
Listen, lift them off the flow off we go
Piffin, recording, give em gore
Ninety Two Bulls, Jordan's, Pippen
Welcome, cross em, caught you slipping
Off to the bucket don't make me un tuck yeah!