Yup, that’s literally the name of the song. And it’s brilliant! A clever rapper by the name of Lupe Fiasco released a mixtape called “Friend of the People” yesterday with a very interesting album cover:
There were several noteworthy tracks and Mr. Fiasco’s exceptional lyricism was evident throughout the entire project, but this song in particular struck me as perfect for the annual occasion of Black Friday. I won’t say much more though, I’ll let the track speak for itself.
[WARNING: This might take a few listens to fully digest]
Below, I’ve included my best attempt at capturing all the lyrics for you! Enjoy!
Really? This is what you guys been doing?
Before day break there were none/ And as it broke there was one/ The moon, the sun, it goes on and on/ The winter battle was won/ The summer children were born/ And so the story goes on and on/ Come women in your left beats/ Those in bed with the house keys/ Smoke and feather where the fields are green/ From here to eternity
Come woman in your own time/ Far far far from the virgin pine/ Rise on out from the dead leaves/ Come back to me/ Oh, she sings her favorite song/ Left to tears and dreams it goes and then on
Standing in line for the new one/ Not the black, but the blue one/ And I don’t even know what it do son/ Steve Jobs said that it’s too fun/ Fun in a bun is what I need/ It’s cold out here, put my arms in the sleeves/ I’ll probably lose my place if I leave/ But I really need to pee/ If I do it right here they’ll see/ Makes you wonder, how do snipers?/ Marathon bikers?/ Next time: Diapers./ They say it has all new features/ Faster processors and much better speakers/ Great for kids, a necessity for teachers/ For work or home, a revolutionary way of being alone/ I mean, should we really get a loan?/ Hey what’s the matter?/ Just tell it to your phone/ Cupertino heart with Chinese parts/ Built by the poor, but designed by the smart/ They’re opening the door so you go/ On your mark, get ready, set, buy//
Imagine a world where everything starts with an i/ But it still ends with a die/ Probably got an app for that, you can try/ Above the iClouds, right into the great wifi/ Siri? Can iGod really hear me?/ “Does not compute can you repeat more clearly?”
A vessel in the bloodline/ A thirteenth Zodiac sign/ A stitch in time, it goes on and on/ Come woman in your own time/ Far far far from the virgin pine/ Rise on out from the dead leaves/ Come back to me/ Oh, she sings her favorite song/ Left to tears and dreams it goes and then on
Standing in line for some new ones/ Had a bunch of blessings but I blew them/ Asked Google how to use them/ Send me to a section about used guns/ New runs, nuns to scream, moms with jeans/ Matched the teens’ jeans and dreams and try to chew gum/ Aw man, it’s so confusing/ Confusion in a bun is what I have/ Good thing that God accepts cash/ Maybe buy my way up out His wrath/ Skeptically, why am I way up off this path?/ Atheism’s cheaper, and accepts Visa/ My thoughts is in queuing up for sneakers/ Won’t discriminate, we’re getting all 8/ In every color that they make/ Beaverton hearts with Chinese parts/ Built by the poor and designed by the smart/ On your mark, get set, cop em!//
Imagine a life that revolves around shopping/ Conspicuous consumption/ That means it serves no other function/ But to show off to someone/ Or others who only try to show off to you/ Look at your fellow loyal customers/ Isn’t harmony great?/ Look at all these friends that marketing makes/ How many fries can these arteries take?/ I’ll give McDonald’s a little help here/ I think they should expand into health care/ And then you’ll have all ends covered/ Even make caskets, have it all umbrella’d/ Can you make the corporation fear me?/ “Couldn’t hear your order, can you speak less clearly?”
That which was put in the ground/ Will someday come back around/ From dust from to dust it goes on and on/ Before daybreak there were none/ And as it broke there was one/ And still the story goes on and on