Lupe Fiasco Quotes

I'm not a prophet but Fahrenheit 1/15 is being quoted by preachers. Far from being a leader but I'm still being invited by teachers.

Your child's future was the first to go with budget cuts,
if you think that hurts then wait here comes the upper-cut,
the school was garbage in the first place that's on the up and up.

Before I start, like to make sure I'm smart. Gather my composure, rather my swagger
and my couture.Pivot my fitted, then begin to rivet, with a change of lyric. In other
words, I reposition how I sit it. Then make you feel it, like I mispronounced “filet.”

I only fear God, know the weapons of the weak, the weakness of the heart, and never fall asleep...

Consider power as NOT getting people to obey you, but getting people to work in harmony with you with the goal being mutual benefit.

The future's cloudy and it's rainin on the poor class.
Road to peace is closed, heavy traffic on the war paths

Life ain't meant to come around twice, that's why I gotta get it right. They said I gotta
get it honest, now I gotta give them light, but sleep on it, that's why God gave you night

The fear that rules us comes NOT from the outside but from within. Mastering self-control also means stripping the rulers of a prized weapon.

Knowledge alone is not power, knowledge plus action equals power. Knowledge is useless without action and vice versa.

Gangsta rap-based filmings became the buildin blocks
For children with leakin ceilings catchin drippins with pots
Coupled with compositions from Pac, Nas's "It Was Written"
In the mix with my realities and feelings
Living conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic vision
I began to jot, tap the world and listen,

And baby girl what does it matter where your purse from. Your hair done, your nails did, your ass fat...but you're dumb.

Greed redefined and corrupted what true power is. Domination is for the weak, Harmony is the true sign of strength.

Never apologize for being real...ever. Reality is the enemy of fakes, frauds, liars and protectors of ignorance. It scares them.

Flowers she would pick like guitar strings, for a real good whiff of how how life behind par seems.

And so it seems that I'm, sewing jeans. And, 1st and 15 is just a sewing machine. So I,
cut the pattern and I, sew in seams. And, button in this hustling then publically, I'm
Buddy Lee. There's no bustin' them and cuffin' them is like. Ushering in the regime, they want
me to make Prince pants. But I withstand, I ain't gotten into that. A little big (B.I.G.) in the
waist, two-pocket (Tupac-it) on the back. Call them Lu-vi's, O.G.'s covered in blue dye