Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Big Energy, artist - Lupe Fiasco. Date of issue: 23.09.2021
Song language: English
Big Energy |
| Yeah, yeah\nUh-huh, uh-huh, turn me up, uh\nPortrait of Dick Gregory; the myth, allegedly\nMister, you gotta listen to this shit carefully\nCause comedy’s a therapy, comforting as\nThat I know somebody there for me, to provide revoir\nLike a paramedic puttin' air in me, in the face of scarcity\nLegacy, breathe\nStand up, handle a set like it’s leg day\nDrop the gym, still stand up, know where the dead lay\nShed light back on them bones just like a X-ray\nTeach you how to fight for your life in a Fed case\nBout to get heavy, hope you ready, go get your neck brace\nAnd try and fit his entire life inside your headspace\nBorn in St. Louis, moved to Illinois, the student\nCame out to Chicago for professional comic pursuance\nTold jokes in the army, not your average Amish mommy\n«You prove» type of content he was doin', more complementary to the movement\nAnd the times, when niggers still had a line\nStarted to get some shine around 1959\nIn the 1960s is when he really was in his prime\nHad to brake, land; the playboy even ended up in Times\nWrote Nigga in '64 and then wrote many more\nExtending proficiency to flip obscenity to lore\nThe war wasn’t ignored, he consistently objected\nPolitical activism where his energy would be continuously directed\nEthics, hunger strikes, and methods\nOf goin' the extra mile to make sure civil rights' respected\nEven ran for President, evidently, wasn’t elected\nThat’s just evidence that he’ll put his flesh where his intellect is\nSee, that’s Gregory\nUse a microphone like it’s weaponry\nReally got eclectic in the '70s\nAdvocated for nutrition very heavily\nPracticed doing fasting quite regularly\nTreated eating like it’s somethign medically\nBehind me and died a drink, wrote the recipe\nOne time, made his own money like the Treasury\nTo summary his life is quite fascinating\nFrom the rare hostage crisis to Kennedy assassinations\nHe was there, present in probably every affair\nFrom Selma to tellin' Kentucky Fried' treat their chickens with care\nRare, yeah, so please don’t forget him\nThe more that you dig, the more you gon' dig him\nHe’ll break you out your prison, I ain’t sayin' he religion\nBut all school books should have a little Dick in them\nThat Gregory\nTreat a microphone like it’s weaponry\nHope he restin' somewhere very heavenly\nNot to be a part of his pedigree\nLupe on the mic, ya know I set you free\nBeamin' right into yo mind like telepathy\nGrab you by the spine, make you step with me\nLet’s do it one time for the legendary D |