(feat. Nikki Jean)


Dedicate dedicate

[Lupe speaking]

Uh this one right here goes out

To my homie with the drink

Know what i mean



He said i right what i see

Write to make it right

Dont like where i be

I like to make it like 

The sights on tv 

Quite the great life 

So nice and easy

See now you can still die from that

But its better than not being alive from straps

Agreed

A mead notebook and a bit that click 

When its pushed and a wack (echo) beat

Thats a track thats weak

That he got last week

Cuz everybody in the stu?

Was like thats that heat

A base heavy medly with a sample from the 70s

With a screwed up hook that went

STACK THAT CHEESE

Something somethin somethin

STACK THAT CHEESE

Mother sister cousin

STACK THAT CHEESE

He couldnt think of nothin

STACK THAT CHEESE

He turns down the beat writers block impedes

Crying from the next room a baby in need

Of some pampers and some food and a place to sleep

That plus a black cadillac on D's

Is what keep him on track to be a great MC



[Chorus: Nikki Jean]

One you never heard of 

I push it hard to further the

Grind i feel like murder but

Hip Hop has saved my life

[Repeat]



Reps Northside so he rocks them braids

Eleven hundred friends on his myspace page

Stack that cheese got seven hundred plays

Producer made him take it down

Said he had to pay

Open mic champ 2 weeks in a row

Ex dboy with a bboy flow

Glow like leroy you should see boy go

Got a daddy servin life and a brother on The Row

Best homie in the grave

Tatted up while in the cage

Minutemaid got his momma work like a slave

Down baby momma who he really had to honor

Cuz she was his biggest fan

Even let him use the honda

Drive up to dallas went to open up for amatuers

Let him keep her debit card

So he could put gas in it

Told her when he get on 

He gon take her to the gallery

Buy up everything but the mannequins ya dig



[Chorus: Nikki Jean]

One you never heard of 

I push it hard to further the

Grind i feel like murder but

Hip Hop has saved my life

[Repeat]



His man called said "your time might be now"

They played your freestlye over "Wipe me down"

They played it two times

Said it might be crowned

As the best thing out the H-TOWN in a while

He pickd up his son with a great big smile

Rapped every single word to the newborn child

Then he put em down and went back to the kitchen

Put on another beat and got back to the mission

Of get his momma out the hood

Put her somewhere in the woods

Keep his lady lookin good

Have her rolling like she should

Show his homies its a way

Other than that flippin Yay

Bail his homie outta jail 

Put a lawyer on his case

Throw a concert for the school

Show this thats it cool

Throw some candy on the cadi

Chuck the duece and act a fool

Man it feels good when it happens like that

Two days from goin back............yessir



[Chorus: Nikki Jean]

One you never heard of 

I push it hard to further the

Grind i feel like murder but

Hip Hop has saved my life

[Repeat 3x]



Hip hope has saved my life [4X]