Put You on Game
Lupe Fiasco Lyrics


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Let me put you on game

Don't you know that I run this place
And I've begun this race
Must I rerun this pace
I'm the reason it's become this way
And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised
They love my darkness, I make them heartless
And in return they have become my martyrs
I've been in the poem of many a poet
And I reside in the art of many a artist
Some of your smartest have tried to articulate
My whole part in this
But they're fruitless in their harvest
The dro grows from my footsteps
I'm the one that they follow
I am the one that they march with
Through the back alleys and the black markets
The Oval offices, crack-houses, and apartments
Through the mazes of the queens
The pages of the sages and the chambers of the kings
Through the veinses of the fiends
A paper chaser's pager, yo, I'm famous on the scene
One of the oldest, most ancientest things
Speak every single language on the planet, y'kna mean?
I am the American dream
The rape of Africa, the undying machine
The overpriced medicine, the murderous regime
The tough guy's front and the one behind the scenes
I am the blood of this city
Its gas, water, and electricity
I'm its gym, and its math, and its history
The gunshots in the class
And you can't pass if you're missin', G
I taught them better than that
I taught them aim for the head and hope they never come back
I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby, hope he never comes back
I hope he's with your mother with my hustlers high in my trap
I hope you die in his trash
I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs
I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag
Behind the hospital, little baby crack addicts had
Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper
A welfare-receiving prostitute and gold digger
You can watch on TV how they should properly depict you
The rivers shall flow with liquor, quench your thirst on my elixirs
I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
The trusted misleader, the number one defender
And from a throne of their bones I rule
These fools are my fuel, so I make them cool
Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool
And feed them from the table that held Corleone's food
If you die, tell them that you played my game




I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name
Cause I'm the

Overall Meaning

Let me put you on game" is a track by American rapper Lupe Fiasco. The song is a blend of poetry and music and touches upon issues such as power, corruption, and control. The lyrics of the song are a metaphor for the system in which society operates, and how it is controlled by certain individuals or organizations.


The song starts with a boastful tone, where the singer proclaims his superiority and influence over the place he runs. He is the reason for its success and popularity, and people adore him for his dark and heartless nature. He has influenced art, literature, and music, making him an immortal force. He is the source of inspiration for many artists and writers, but none can articulate his role successfully. He is the ruler of the people, from crack houses to Oval offices, and the veins of the fiends. He controls the economy and the politics of the place, and feeds off the people's vulnerability and addiction. The singer is proud of his reign and finds the people's submission to him amusing.


Line by Line Meaning

Let me put you on game
Allow me to enlighten you on a few things


Don't you know that I run this place
I am the one in charge here


And I've begun this race
I've started this movement


Must I rerun this pace
Do I have to do it all over again?


I'm the reason it's become this way
I'm responsible for the current situation


And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised
Their admiration for me is why I'm so highly regarded


They love my darkness, I make them heartless
People enjoy my subversive nature, which turns them cold


And in return they have become my martyrs
They willingly serve my agenda and ideals devotedly


I've been in the poem of many a poet
Writers have referenced my influence in their works


And I reside in the art of many a artist
My influence can also be seen in works of art


Some of your smartest have tried to articulate
Even some of the most intelligent individuals have attempted to define my role


My whole part in this
My complete role in this situation


But they're fruitless in their harvest
Their efforts have been in vain


The dro grows from my footsteps
The marijuana industry is under my control


I'm the one that they follow
People look to me as a leader


I am the one that they march with
They support me and my cause


Through the back alleys and the black markets
My influence extends even to illicit markets


The Oval offices, crack-houses, and apartments
My power is felt in all parts of society


Through the mazes of the queens
Even in royal settings, my presence is felt


The pages of the sages and the chambers of the kings
My influence reaches even the most respected intellectuals and royalty


Through the veinses of the fiends
Drug addicts are under my control


A paper chaser's pager, yo, I'm famous on the scene
I'm well-known among those involved in the pursuit of wealth


One of the oldest, most ancientest things
I have been around for ages


Speak every single language on the planet, y'kna mean?
I can communicate with anyone


I am the American dream
I embody the idea of the American Dream


The rape of Africa, the undying machine
I am the force behind the exploitation of Africa and the never-ending cycle of capitalism


The overpriced medicine, the murderous regime
I am responsible for charging exorbitant prices for necessary medicine and supporting oppressive governments


The tough guy's front and the one behind the scenes
I not only present a strong front but also wield significant power behind the scenes


I am the blood of this city
I am the lifeblood of this urban area


Its gas, water, and electricity
I control the sources of power and sustenance in this place


I'm its gym, and its math, and its history
I am the essence of its physical fitness, its intellect, and its past


The gunshots in the class
I am responsible for the violence in schools


And you can't pass if you're missin', G
If you're absent, you won't pass


I taught them better than that
I have instructed people how to behave


I taught them aim for the head and hope they never come back
I've taught people to aim at vital spots when attacking others


I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby, hope he never comes back
I'm happy that someone's father is no longer present and hopes he never returns


I hope he's with your mother with my hustlers high in my trap
I hope he's spending time with someone who I've employed to help advance my underground schemes


I hope you die in his trash
I hope you're left for dead in his waste


I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs
I take pleasure in people's pain


I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag
I wouldn't be surprised if someone discovered your dead body in a bag


Behind the hospital, little baby crack addicts had
Young drug addicts are under my control


Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper
You have the potential to become a stripper


A welfare-receiving prostitute and gold digger
Or someone who relies on government assistance and prostitution to make a living


You can watch on TV how they should properly depict you
You might see yourself portrayed accurately on television


The rivers shall flow with liquor, quench your thirst on my elixirs
I am responsible for providing alcoholic beverages, so come and drink


I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
I'm a sanctuary for those who rebel against the established system


The trusted misleader, the number one defender
I am an expert at manipulating people and protecting my own interests


And from a throne of their bones I rule
I am the ultimate ruler, with everyone else serving me


These fools are my fuel, so I make them cool
I manipulate people and their actions to suit my needs


Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool
I indoctrinate people into my lifestyle by imitating the scenes from the movie Scarface


And feed them from the table that held Corleone's food
I provide them with anything necessary for their sustenance


If you die, tell them that you played my game
If you die, your death will only serve to increase my power


I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name
I desire postmortem recognition


Cause I'm the
Because I am the all-powerful being




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Simonsayz, Wasalu Jaco

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Lote' Wu

"I am the American dream, the rape of Africa
The undying machine, the overpriced medicine
The murderous regime, the tough guy's front
And the one behind the scenes
(Let me put you on game)
I am the blood of this city, it's gas, water and electricity
I'm it's gym and it's math and it's history
The gunshots in the class
And you can't pass if you missing G
(Let me put you on game)
I taught them better than that, I taught them aim for the head
And hope they never come back
I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby, hope he never comes back
I hope he's with your mother, with my hustlers high in my trap
(Let me put you on game)" - Shit that bit always gets me. 



StunnyG

ARE YOU KIDDING ME??!!!?!? These bars are ridiculous....
"They love my darkness,
I make them heartless,
And in return, the have become my martyrs,
I've been in the poem of many a poet,
And I reside in the art of many a artist
(lemme put you on game)
Some of your smartest have tried to artictulate
My whole part in this
But they're fruitless in their harvest
The drow grows from my footsteps
I'm the one that they follow,
I am the one that they march with
(lemme put you on game)
Through the back alleys
And the black markets,
The Oval Offices,
Crackhouses and apartments
Through the mazes of the queens,
The pages of the sages
And the Chambers of The Kings
(lemme put you on game)
Through the veins-es of the fiends,
A paper chaser's pager,
Yo, I'm famous on the scene
One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things
Speak every single language on the planet, y'all mean?
(lemme put you on game)"



Shamar Jameel

Let me put you on game
Don't you know that I run this place
And I've begun this race
Must I rerun this pace
I'm the reason it's become this way
And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised
They love my darkness, I make them heartless
And in return they have become my martyrs
I've been in the poem of many a poet
And I reside in the art of many a artist
Some of your smartest have tried to articulate
My whole part in this
But they're fruitless in their harvest
The dro grows from my footsteps
I'm the one that they follow
I am the one that they march with
Through the back alleys and the black markets
The Oval offices, crack-houses, and apartments
Through the mazes of the queens
The pages of the sages and the chambers of the kings
Through the veinses of the fiends
A paper chaser's pager, yo, I'm famous on the scene
One of the oldest, most ancientest things
Speak every single language on the planet, y'kna mean?
I am the American dream
The rape of Africa, the undying machine
The overpriced medicine, the murderous regime
The tough guy's front and the one behind the scenes
I am the blood of this city
Its gas, water, and electricity
I'm its gym, and its math, and its history
The gunshots in the class
And you can't pass if you're missin', G
I taught them better than that
I taught them aim for the head and hope they never come back
I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby, hope he never comes back
I hope he's with your mother with my hustlers high in my trap
I hope you die in his trash
I can't help it all I hear when you're crying is laughs
I'm sure somebody find you tied up in this bag
Behind the hospital, little baby crack addicts had
Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper
A welfare-receiving prostitute and gold digger
You can watch on TV how they should properly depict you
The rivers shall flow with liquor, quench your thirst on my elixirs
I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor
The trusted misleader, the number one defender
And from a throne of their bones I rule
These fools are my fuel, so I make them cool
Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool
And feed them from the table that held Corleone's food
If you die, tell them that you played my game
I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name
Cause I'm the



All comments from YouTube:

K.B.Williams

This has to be the most underrated song in all of hip hop history.

Zig Man

Album

Buck Fiden Coincidence Theorist

Don’t ever forget about that new six9ne!

SwampKid

100% still gets that trophy today

Skylar Courtoreille

Whole album underrated

Natural gainzzz

It is

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Loren Sims

After listening to Lupe, no one really compares. He should be more popular but the truth never is. That’s why we have stupid people like lil’yachty and etc. cuz most people don’t want to use their heads! Lupe made you think! And meditate on his word, truely one of the greatest poets of our time and severely underrated. This is what rap should be about.

Sarkis Castro

If skills sold, truth be told, id probably be talib kweli

Blake Frost

Try immortal technique

GURU

Still the deepest song ive ever heard. This is what Lupe does. He makes you think. He makes you use your brain. Even after the song is over, you think about what he said. The game. Its evil. Its deeper then just the "illuminati". " Don't you know that I run this place, And I've begun this race, Must I rerun this pace, I'm the reason it's become this way, And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised" No matter what occupation, no matter where on earth. No matter what race. Its all the game. Gangs in the streets play the game. The music industry plays the game. "They love my darkness, I make them heartless, And in return they have become my martyrs". In return for the ability to navigate life without a moral compass, the game’s followers act on his behalf, worshipping and dying for him. Think folks. There is alot more to this world that you are seeing and that you could ever imagine. 

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