ฟังเพลงRemission (feat. Jennifer Hudson & Common) (Explicit)

Remission - Lupe Fiasco

If I had a dolla,

fo' everytime they counted me out

And my back was up against the wall

I coulda died,

but I came out fightin', fightin'

I coulda died, but I came out fightin'

I coulda died, but I came out fightin'

I coulda died, but I came out fightin'

fightin'

With a breast full of lungs,

man she ain't no punch

Said he gonna ride on it

like a chopper in a trunk

Pink ribbon woman,

she gone live foeva

Even tho the doctor said

she only get a month

Said it's my life,

and ya only get in once

These flowers smell too damn good

to be livin' in the funk

So I finna get it in,

and I finna get it crunk

And I finna get to livin',

I-I-I-eyes on remission from the junk

Breast cancer can't hold me back!

That's the answer

when they told me that!

It can knock me down,

but I'm gon' be back, strong

Down fo' whateva,

exceptional and I don't know

how to quit

And I neva said neva,

ya can have that hair cuz real talk, bitch

I think I look betta, let's do it!

Fighter, with everythin' inside her

Reporting live from Death Row,

drop the charges see ya life uh

Cellphones and yo lighters,

need ya to put em up higher!

So many candles on her birthday cake,

might set the thing on fire

If I had a dolla,

fo' everytime they counted me out

And my back was up against the wall

I coulda died, but I came out fightin',

fightin'

My daddy say he got it

in his prostate

When I went to see him,

he had lost weight

Trying to find the words in a lost state,

of mind

Pictures on the wall that remind

Me of the times that we once had

Had to take my daughter

to see granddad

Pop, pop, nothin's impossible,

ya neva been logical

I know what doctor's do,

I know what God can do

Abdominal pain, hard to explain

Fo' ya to get betta,

it starts in yo brain

Life ain't a game,

the fight it remains

Dance in the rain

When it first came, I was like dang

Then I start thikin',

then I start prayin'

Spirits went up, count went down

Ya gon live foeva, how ya livin' now?

Fighter, definition of a rida

Got all that -ish about ya,

with what ya got inside ya

Cellphones and yo lighters,

put em things up higher

Even when ya tired,

ya keep me inspired,

If I had a dolla,

fo' everytime they counted me out

And my back was up against the wall

I coulda died, but I came out fightin',

fightin'

I coulda died, but I came out fightin'

I coulda died, but I came out fightin'

I coulda died, but I came out fightin'

Went undiagnosed and untreated

When they finally found it,

told me too far along

and he couldn't beat it

But he couldn't see it,

miss me with that dead talk

Miss me, my legs walk

and my hearts beats

and my wife witness

So fuck cancer, my life wit me,

and if I die, it die wit me!

let's done

Fighter, with everythin' inside her

Reporting live from Death Row,

drop the charges see ya life uh

Cellphones and yo lighters,

need ya to put em up higher

So many candles on her birthday cake,

might set the thing on fire

we might set the thing on fire

we might set the thing on fire

we might set the thing on fire

set the thing on fire

set the thing on fire

If I had a dolla,

fo' everytime they counted me out

And my back was up against the wall

I coulda died, but I came out fightin',

fightin'

I coulda died, but I came out fightin'

I coulda died, but I came out fightin'