It’s been a long time coming since I’ve wanted to post this, go down to the bottom of the post, press play and follow what Lupe’s saying.

“My mindstate rewinds wakes/
And fast-forwards bullets makin’a B-line for my face/
Then they stop like Neo/
Laugh at me throw some cash at me then fly pass me/
But one ricochet off the wall to come ask me/
Am I scared of him or the “nigga that blast me”/
Or maybe just the hammer that goes to be a hole in an innocent bystander/
My eye’s a camera my ear’s a microphone/
My mind is Pro Tools my head is a stool/
Whats recorded in my dome gets reported when I zone/
My mouth is a speaker I’m anchoring the misery/
There’s no friends my enemy of my enemy is my enemy/
Beekers and test tubes full of memories/
In my laboratory I create stories/
Doze off then wake up surrounded by Forties/
Wit glocks tucked in they labels/
And they caps is baseball hats/
Playin poker at a table/
Cigarettesmassage they shoulders in belly tops showin off they navels/
A dime sack side bets, a tech is runnin’ for president/
Jesus pieces walk around with niggas hangin from they necks/
Monopolyis playin’ chess/
I just picked up an obituary of a bullet proof vest/
Put the headphone on my mouth speak into my ears/
Yea microphone check, check, check, check, check/
Check, a pair of Air Forces told me Rims been extinct for years/
Been ethnic cleansed by Jersey’s tryna take over the set/
And Television is on deathrow for killing BET and MTV over a dice game/
And paralyzing CNN for knifing him in the neck/
I hear Clear Channel’s been fightin him in the rec/
Who’s in for givin’ grape Kool-Aid laced wit STRYC 9 to Mixtapes and arm robbin cassettes/
Dope told me Weed was a crack fiend but Crack told me Dope was a base head/
Hi-hats told police he was just a soldier he did what the Bass said/
The Snare and the Kick didn’t make it out alive/
The Sample made it out with some money but he died in the ride/
The 808 got caught wit some work (He ain’t never comin’ home)/
So the MPC’s and the MP3’s is fightin over his turf/
Sean Don just gave birth/
But she’s thinkin’ bout leavin it on the doorstep of a church/
Cristal can’t have kids she plottin’ to kidnap it that she orchestrated with a purse/
But Gucci told Fendi and Fendi turned and around and told Henny/
And Henny is Moets baby’s father/
But she tried it anyway disguised as nurse/
In the newspapers it says “Hip-Hop called Rock n Roll racist”/
The Six ripped the Five and the Maybach taped it/
A Hundred dollar bill just signed a record deal/
But blew all his money on the Bracelets/
And givin’ the Gold Dollar a face lift/
A Button Up just drove by in a 6-4 Impalla/
All the Rolex’s is hatin’ you see the smirks on they faces/
The Havatampas is defending the Dutches they keep catchin cases/
But the judge is a Swisha he just give em iBonds and community service with the Papers/
so the Newport’s is gettin mad at the ZigZags then out come the razors/
See the Kool’s is killers on the creep/
Rush up on the Philly, leave his guts spillin on the street/
Some Gold Grills burned down a building of some teeth/
Some Sharpened Tooth Brushes is holding the trampoline cuz some children finna to leap/
I just seen Rocawear rock Sean John to sleep with the same heat that Baby Phat carried/
Sprint is pimpin Nextel she just gave head to a Black Berry…/
I heard she go two-ways/
But he was skeetin on her face as it was beepin on my waist/
This is the mind of Lupe/
Just make sure my mic’s on when I Twilight Zone, Zone, Zone, Zone”

Lupe Fiasco-”Twilight Zone”