Brave Heart - Lupe Fiasco

[Verse 1]

May the Lord have mercy on my soul

Forgive me for my fetishes, my purchases, my clothes

Allow me to catch my rhythm so the nervousness just goes

That's why I sound so certain in my verses and my flows

The verbiage just gets merciless, the wordsmithness just rolls

I've tuned into my pertinence, my purposes, my goals

The feeling when you realize you've been working for your foes

And the curtains have just opened and they worthlessness exposed

You remember where you've came from, where the purses was stole

There was nothing in the oven and just work up on the stove

And you blossomed from the bottom, yeah, you worked with it and rose

From nothing to a dozen and a garden now there grows

Tell 'em!

[Hook: Pooh Bear]

Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart (That's me)

Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart

(Yessir) Brave heart

(Yeah I got that) Brave heart

(You know) Brave heart

[Verse 2]

May the Lord have mercy on my soul

Like shows keep cushion where I land

Keep the devil off my heels

But please keep me on my toes

Like a reposessor checking for everything I drove

Like I owe, but I don't

Paid my dues from the go

Doing donuts in the dome, keep my shoes on the floor

Revered by the rich, plus approved by the poor

I been sped up where they sniff it

And screwed up where they pour

See I flew so way up high

And I SCUBA'd way down low

Put the top down on my fears

Put the roof up on my woes

I dropped that food and liquor to put you up on my stove

They shoplifted and stole

That just let me know they know

That was Lupe #1, now this version #4

And I still feel like a virgin me versus the globe

From the surface to the cove

I took on the biggest wave

And I surfed it to the shore with no pomade in my fro

Took the wood from the slave ships and furnished my abode

Now that boat is now my bed, desk, dressers and my drawers

Now that's a house of pain!

Plus I use nooses when I hang up all my clothes

Couldn't change up if I chose

That's me

[Hook: Pooh Bear]

Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart

Courage under fire, gave me a brave heart

(Yessir) Brave heart

(Yeah I got that) Brave heart

(You know) Brave heart

Brave heart...

(Yessir) Brave heart

(Yeah I got that) Brave heart

(You know) Brave heart

[Outro]

May the Lord have...

Mercy on my soul

shine Bright Africa

Glass Closet

Feeling so exposed in my own space... logic became a foreign concept.
One day the truth shall reflect its true self clear from within....
I think we fell inlove the moment we realised how much we hate each other....

LIFE...

Oh How I believe this.
People spend so much time chilling straight up doing things that they are comfortable with.
Sometimes it is derived from fear, mostly from not daring to be different and constantly wanting to do what has been done before.
Change inspires me to do bigger and better things, but mostly, to make a different kind of difference within and out the parameters of my comfort zone.

Chipping Fingernails

As I stare motionlessly at the chipped bits of my fingernails and realise how fragile and miniature my hands are, my mind sprints into a million thoughts...

Why do I do all these things to myself?
Why didn't I stop myself?
Why did you have to put your life at risk like that Dianne?
Why did you have to become part of the norm?
Why did you embrace your stereotype?
Why did you drift so far into sin and not care to stop it?
Why have you defied yourself the ability to think?
Why... Why... Why...

I've put myself at risk, compromising the girl I've worked so hard to become.
The lady I have groomed myself to marry.
The female I've made so manly.
Looking down at myself with raging disbelief... Maybe one day I'll forgive myself.

Body making foul sounds that eco the events I dare not to think about...
Counting days, weeks, months, cycle after cycle.....
I don't know what to look forward to besides the last thing I want, need....

So much for looking forward to being loved…
Wondering why he doesn't seem to love me enough...
Maybe it’s because of the chipped bits of my fingernails that make me realise how miniature my hands are.
Maybe I simply need to start loving myself...
Oh but I wish I knew how...

Nothing is meant to make sense at this point in my life... Nothing seems to be sensible enough to think about...
I try to rest my thoughts but nothing seems to help...
Can’t we fix me permanently?

Change For You

Its actually amazing the amount of change one is willing to go through just so they can please their partner. Well one thing I've learnt about "Changing" for someone is that in turn, you end up losing yourself.... But more than ever, the cartoon strip illustrates the end of all change **,)