I'm Ryan and You Are?

March 2, 2012

Always Shine;Robert Glasper Experiment feat Bilal and Lupe Fiasco

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February 22, 2012

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WWJD He’d Prolly LOL Like WTF!!;Lupe Fiasco

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10:35pm | URL: http://tmblr.co/Zc8nZyGtWhxr
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February 22, 2012

Standing in line for

some new Ones
Had a bunch of blessings but I blew them
Asked Google how to use them
Sent me to a section about used guns
New runs, nuns’ll scream, moms with jeans
Match their teens’ jeans and genies who try to chew gum
Aw man, it’s so confusing
Confusion in the bun is what I have
Good thing that God accepts cash
Maybe buy my way out his wrath
Skeptically, why am I way off this path?
Atheism’s cheaper, and accepts Visa
My thoughts is in queing up for sneakers
Won’t discriminate, getting all eight
In every color that they make
Beaverton hearts with Chinese parts
Built by the poor and designed by the smart
On your mark, get set, cop em!
Imagine a life that revolves around shopping
Conspicuous consumption
That means it serves no other function
But to show off to someone
Others who only try to show off to you—look at your fellow loyal customers
Isn’t harmony great?
Look at all these friends that marketing makes
How many fries can these arteries take?
I’ll give McDonald’s a little help here
I think they should expand into health care
And then you’ll have all ends covered
Even make caskets, have it all umbrella’d
Can you make a corporation fear me?
“Couldn’t hear your order, can you speak less clearly?”

-WWJD He’d Prolly LOL Like WTF!!

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January 27, 2012

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Lupe Back;Lupe Fiasco

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January 27, 2012

“Oh S**t alert

Louis clothes
Callin women bitches, Louboutin and Gucci shows
Well, I guess there goes my Louis shows
More old shit, if your role model’s a movie role
And if you live your life like it’s a studio
Talkin’ to it’s like we mics, a bunch of you ain’t do befo’
Electric fences for a urinal
Also keep a toaster in my jacuzzi, yo
Shock-a-zulu, call me Wasalu II
Oh shit, man these record labels prostitute you
Strap them to sushi bars, and feed em lots of fugu
Catch a bad piece
You can stick that 360 between your asscheeks
Artists let’s mobilize and unionize like the athletes
Radio is making our craft weak
Forced to repeat the same dumb shit that work
Only as hot as your last beat
And rappers, they relating to that last piece
Album never leave they desk if you don’t got no B.D.S
Sacrifice your publishin’, they said you really need a hook
And they ain’t gon’ pay you, said that you received a look
And what’s stupid real, is what producers feel
Twenty placements or you stuck in that producer deal
And R&B chicks so get it the wildest
All they money goes to hairdressers and stylists
Gotta keep up with that image
Label lose they mind if they ever see a blemish
Proactive impeals, airbrushers and trainers
Managers suggest you fuck a nigga to be famous, huh
But it’s all entertainment
Wonder when Cobain blew out his brains, did he blame it?
And if those snakes in the industry helped him aim it
Started pressin’ up records before the bullet left the chamber
I fight evil, everyday I’m livin’
Rest in peace to men, women and the children
And middle fingers to the Pilgrims that killed ‘em
Friend of the People, happy Thanksgiving”