Lost Generation (feat. Lupe Fiasco)

We have to let them find their way, but we will create an end Came back like the Mack, Caddy cut dime in the back Eight track slap off the rack, I have to relapse Po' of the fo' out the tap, break a bro back to the snap She lives in my lap, eager to give up a snatch Still on the pry for my match The milk and the honey It's all about the love for the money Space age pimp was adapt, that's after the fact Land that I may contact, destroy if they give their bomb back Prepare for combat, peace and love is beyond that Should've went with my comrades, it's actual fact Eye what they actually lack at the peek of their deck Where their soul and mind is attached Stars fully aligned on the map, my plan of attack For the lost generation This ain't me to be preached on This help me to be teached on I know that you ain't got much time I promise this rhyme won't take long You need it in your life like you need a better job Like you need another hobby Instead of waiting in the lobby, with the soft and the hard Until the police holla copy, freeze I know how it get when you ain't got shit to flush And them balloons you bought getting bust Cause everybody want mo' than what they really say so You don't know who to trust On the outside looking in of the Beamer, Bentley, Benz Dreaming about the backseat But you don't know what the driver had to do just to pass by you That's if you ask me So, shawty, don't do the dash on 'em I hope you never crash on 'em What good is flashin' or livin' the fastest If you in a casket? I couldn't imagine My mama hanging over me crying Cause my soul is too young to let go of me I'm saying what I gotta Cause the club songs ain't saving my partner Came back like the Mack, Caddy cut dime in the back Eight track slap off the rack, I have to relapse Po' of the fo' out the tap, break a bro back to the snap She lives in my lap, eager to give up a snatch Still on the pry for my match The milk and the honey It's all about the love for the money Space age pimp was adapt, that's after the fact Land that I may contact, destroy if they give their bomb back Prepare for combat, peace and love is beyond that Should've went with my comrades, it's actual fact Eye what they actually lack at the peek of their deck Where their soul and mind is attached Stars fully aligned on the map, my plan of attack For the lost generation Nigga, we ain't lost This the bitch I'm a boss generation (For the lost generation) Nigga, we ain't lost This is xans got me nodding off generation (For the lost generation) Nigga, we ain't lost This the puttin' candy in my cough generation (For the lost generation) Nigga, we ain't lost You can find me jumping off Porsche in a race (For the lost generation) For that, KRIT, let's kill these niggas You got skills to help build these killers (killers) Take them out the rate even higher (higher) And take a nigga bitch in the process Turn the whole thing into a contest My nigga fuck this mic We should be fucking with Mike Military industrial complex And we can get rich, nigga, fucks your love They ain't listening to us They ain't playing this bitch in the club So let's get paid, turn these motherfuckers into slaves School is for lames, man, these niggas join gangs Fuck Martin Luther King, nigga, fuck change Fuck peace, I want chains G's on the internet, bitch like bam Fuck peace, I want a plane Fill that bitch with cocaine And many bitches move their booties And heavy niggas make their movies All these niggas into their graves And top these hoes out their coogies Came back like the Mack, Caddy cut dime in the back Eight track slap off the rack, I have to relapse Po' of the fo' out the tap, break a bro back to the snap She lives in my lap, eager to give up a snatch Still on the pry for my match The milk and the honey It's all about the love for the money Space age pimp was adapt, that's after the fact Land that I may contact, destroy if they give their bomb back Prepare for combat, peace and love is beyond that Should've went with my comrades, it's actual fact Eye what they actually lack at the peek of their deck Where their soul and mind is attached Stars fully aligned on the map, my plan of attack For the lost generation Nigga, we ain't lost This the bitch I'm a boss generation (For the lost generation) Nigga, we ain't lost This is xans got me nodding off generation (For the lost generation) Nigga, we ain't lost This the puttin' candy in my cough generation (For the lost generation) Nigga, we ain't lost You can find me jumping off Porsche in a race (For the lost generation)