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Lupe Fiasco - Remission Lyrics

Ft. Jennifer Hudson & Common

(Chorus)
If I had a dolla, fo' errytime 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'

(Verse: Lupe Fiasco)
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!

(Pre-Chorus)
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

(Chorus)
If I had a dolla, fo' errytime 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'

(Verse 2: Common)
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?

(Pre-Chorus)
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, uh

(Chorus)
If I had a dolla, fo' errytime 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'

(Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco)
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!

(Pre-Chorus)
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

(Chorus)
If I had a dolla, fo' errytime 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'