Lupe Fiasco Accepts Mos Def’s Rap Battle Challenge, Slams.
Conny Franko Mixtape Vol. 1.75: All City Music 2009, released 01 January 2009 1. Unjust Travelers (Intro by No, I'm the Pilot X Conchance) RJD2 Ghostwriter 2. Half a Daydream ft. Klassic (Lupe Fiasco- Daydream ft. Jill Scott) 3. Old New Song (Mobb Deep- Hell On Earth) 4. Plate of Dreams (Cannibal Ox- F-word) 5. Heydays (Haunted Gauntlet) 6.
Yassin Bey, formerly known as Mos Def dropped “Basquiat, Ghostwriter” last Friday. With his recent statement ” I will battle anyone” and calling out Lupe Fiasco, the song was tagged Lupe Fiasco on soundcloud. But it was no diss song, it sounded like Yassin was using alchemy to bring back Basquiat from the dead, with his monotone flow over a haunting punk rifts. A lot of the lyrics were.
Fat boy behind a lot of your favorite flows man Pay attention Ghost writer blunt lighter Write a rappers song then go buy a home Lyrics they recite these are words I own Every album that I made I made it on my own Melodies that I would barter any label the starter Any nigga with cheddar I bet I can make it better Wanna live the life so they gotta pay the fee Last ten years everybody came to me.
Dead Presidents Freestyle by Lupe Fiasco Dead Presidents Freestyle lyrics (Lupe: Talking) Chi-Town, First-N-Fifteenth, F-N-F, Ghostwriter wat up? (Verse:) No question, you ain't gotta A-S-K I fly dope, pocket full of J-F-K's I rise tote, the occasion like toast Wit tote's on the waist, I flood ya watch flooded like a basement man You and my main foes fold like clean clothes Sub-machine holes.
Lyrics for Dead Presidents (freestyle) by Lupe Fiasco. (Lupe Talking) Chi-Town, First-N-Fifteenth, F-N-F, Ghostwriter wat up? (Verse) No question.
Lupe Fiasco - Dead Presidents Freestyle Lyrics. Chi-Town, First-N-Fifteenth, F-N-F, Ghostwriter wat up? No question, you ain't gotta A-S-K I fly dope, pocket full of J-F-K's I rise tote, the occasion like toast Wit tote's on the waist, I flood ya watch flooded like a basement man You and my main foes fold like clean clothes Sub-machine holes the size of Shaq rings in between ya eyes like nose.