Wasalu Muhammad Jaco, better known by his stage name, Lupe Fiasco, is an American rapper, artist, producer and CEO of 1st and 15th Entertainment.

He rose to fame in 2006 following the success of his critically acclaimed debut album, Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor.

Born on February 16, 1982, he developed an interest in hip-hop in his teenage years began recording songs in his father’s basement.

He later joined a group called ‘Da Pak’, which disbanded shortly after, as Fiasco met rapper and record producer, Jay-Z, who helped him sign a record deal with Atlantic Records.

In 2006, he released his debut album Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor with the label, and went on to release his second, Lupe Fiasco’s the Cool, in December 2007. His single "Superstar” was number 10 on the Billboard Hot 100. His latest album, Lasers, was released on March 8, 2011 after several release date delays.
His latest single "The Game goes on” is hitting hard on the airwaves; lyrics are below;

Song: The Show goes on

[Intro]
Lasers
Haters in the building, yeah!

[Chorus] X2
All right, Already
The show goes on
All night, till the morning
We dream so long
Anybody ever wonder
When they would see the sun up
Just remember when you come up
The show goes on

[Verse 1]
Have you ever had the feeling that you was being had?
Don’t that there make you mad? They treat you like a slave

Put chains all on your soul and put whips up on your back
They be lying through they teeth, hope you slip up off your path
I don’t switch up, I just laugh, put my kicks up on they desk
Unaffected by they threats, then get busy on they

See, that’s how that Chi-town made me, that’s how my daddy raised me
That glittering may not be gold, don’t let nobody play me

If you are my homeboy, you’ll never have to pay me

Go and put your hands up, when times is hard, you stand up
L-U-P the man because, the brand that the fans trust

So even if they ban us, they’ll never slow my plans up

[Chorus] X2

[Verse 2]
One in the air for the people ain’t here

Two in the air for the father that’s there

Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids that don’t want to be there
None for trying hold them back
Five in the air for the teachers not scared
To tell those kids that’s living in the ghetto
That holding back that the world is theirs
Yeah, yeah, the world is yours, I was once that little boy
Terrified of the world, now I’m on a world tour
I will give up everything, even start a world war
For these ghetto girls and boys I’m rapping around the world for Africa to New York, Haiti, then I detour
Oakland out to Auckland, Gaza Strip to Detroit
Say hip-hop only destroy, tell them look at me boy

I hope your son don’t have a gun and never be a D-boy

[Chorus] X2

[Verse 3]
So no matter what you been through, no matter what you into No matter what you see when you look outside your window Brown grass or green grass, picket fence or barbed wire Never ever put them down, you just lift your arms higher Raise them till your arms tired, let them know you here

That you struggling, surviving, that you going to persevere
Ain’t nobody leaving, nobody going home Even if they turn the lights out, the show is going on

[Chorus] X2