Kick, Push (Remix)

By Drake

On Room for Improvement

Released on February 14, 2006

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[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]

Uh, What up y'all? Yeah

Soundtrakk, what's popping baby?

If y'all ain't know

I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco

Representing that First and Fifteenth, yeah, uh

And this one right here, I dedicate this one right here

To all my homies out there grinding

You know what I'm saying? Legally and illegally, haha

You know what I'm talking about?

So, check it out, uh


[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]

First got it when he was six, didn't know any tricks

Matter of fact, first time he got on it, he slipped

Landed on his hip and busted his lip

For a week, he had to talk with a lisp, like thisss

Now we can end the story right here

But shorty didn't quit, it was something in the air

Yeah, he said it was something so appealing

He couldn't fight the feeling, something about it

He knew he couldn't doubt it, couldn't understand it

Branded, since the first kickflip he landed, uh

Labeled a misfit, a bandit

Ka-kunk, ka-kunk, ka-kunk; his neighbors couldn't stand it

So, he was banished to the park

Started in the morning, wouldn't stop 'til after dark


[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]

And so he kick, push, kick, push

Kick, push, kick, push; coast

And away he rolled

Just a rebel to the world with no place to go

And so he kick, push, kick, push

Kick, push, kick, push; coast

So come and skate with me

Just a rebel looking for a place to be

So let's kick

And push

And coast

Uh, uh, uh


[Break: Drake]

What up, Lupe?

Chi-Town, check


[Verse 2: Drake]

My style is very Tennessee mixed with some Terry Kennedy

People barely remember me from back in the day

I done got some contacts and threw the glasses away

The time it took me to get cool was a massive delay, but check

It gets boring growing up in Memphis

Tryna become a pro, but keep showing up apprentice

Mama probably would've done anything to prevent this

Cause every single time I break a board, it gets expensive

Luckily, my aunt workin' as a nurse

So every time I needed something, she just reach up in her purse

And plus, she'd always give me speeches on the first

If I'm stayin' in her house, then I need to get some work

I tell her I was there on vacation

She said, "You need to be doing something other than skatin'

Why don't you go kick it with your uncle in the basement?

I'mma let him know that you comin', honey, he's waitin'"

So now, it's me in old school checkered plaid

Playing chess, looking through some old school record ads

He knew I didn't really wanna post here

Opened up the window and told me that the coast clear

And now I coast clear, take a deep breath

Feeling like the Pope's here, homie, this is recess

This is each test life's ever given me

A-plus graded by a teacher in a sweet dress

Yes, I'm literally Larnell Lewis with a

Kick and a snare, a kickflip in the air

The kid's sick denim jeans, put a rip in a pair

Just so the space ain't restricted in here, breathe again

Think it's obvious that they need my soul

My cousin's after Doe, like re-mi-fa-so

I said, "Auntie, this is a safe career"

She said, "Drake, I told you there was no skatin' here"


[Hook: Drake]

So I kick, push Kick, push

Kick, push Kick, push Coast

Fast as the wheels replaced

I gotta find another hobby just to fill the space

So I kick, push

Kick, push Kick, push

Kick, push Coast

Peep the way I roll

Just a rebel, lookin' for a place to go

So I kick Then push

And coast


[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]

Yeah, yeah

Before he knew, he had a crew that wasn't no punk

In they Spitfire shirts and SB dunks

They would push 'til they couldn't skate no more

Office building lobbies wasn't safe no more

And it wasn't like they wasn't getting chased no more

Just the freedom was better than breathing, they said

An escape route they used to escape out

When things got crazy, they needed to break out

They'd head to any place with stairs

Any good grinds, the world was theirs

And their four wheels would take them there

Until the cops came and said "There's no skating here"


[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]

And so they kick, push, kick, push

Kick, push, kick, push; coast

And away they rolled

Just rebels without a cause with no place to go

And so they kick, push, kick, push

Kick, push, kick, push; coast

So come roll with me

Just a rebel looking for a place to be

So let's kick, uh, uh

And push, yeah, yeah

And coast

Ah ha, Swanky