SLR (Super Lupe Rap)

[Intro]

I said think of your future

You can't do that tomorrow

But you don't hear a word; you see that SLR

[Verse 1]

O ye tormented souls

My goal is to sit on the globe like North Poles

And thats the top mang, going hammer like a Glock can't

All flow and grammar, no shot drank

I'm so sober when I speak

I call it catching bullets with my teeth

You can feel it in your chest

Like Bruce Lee jumping on your vest

But I can't feel yours through my Superman 'S'

Yes, I'm Superman'd-out

Rare Cartier look like Superman house

Inshallah to my plan hope it super pans out

My life is like Italia doin 100 miles

And the top open like the roofer ran outta tiles

Walk right into Philippe's when I ran outta Chow's

Next up is crustaceans and fast food halals

The beef is all the same, its just how they kill the cows

Somebody tell Malcolm X that I'm tryna steal his style

And tell Cornel West that I'm tryna steal his fro

Go back in time, take the slaves plows, shovels, and the hoes

The masters get the "It Was Written" intro

SLR 10-4

SLR 10-4

Soundtrakk let the beat go

Soundtrakk let the beat roll

[Chorus]

In this world I'm so alone

In a category all on my own

Cause I tell the world what I want to

Yea I tell the world what I want to

Man I feel so alone

They treat me like an outcast

Cause I tell the world what I want to

But you can't tell me what you gon do

[Verse 2]

Cause nigga, I don't believe that

Like 9/11 came from Iraq

Mayweather on the speedbag

Automatic weapons keep the same rhythm he has

That's how the hood sound

Grew up in the hood town

West side ghetto, Windy City Cook Count

Black skies lookin' up, crack pipes lookin' down

Accused of not lookin back, blind nigga look around

City on my back, so the CHI go errywhere I'm at

Presence so shiny, Mercedes so matte

Cop that from Platinum, the color of my plaque

I memorize "Color's" off of Yo! MTV Raps

A nightmare walking in a psychopath's nap

Defeat your purpose like a weed stash in the rehab

Guess who's sneaking in the weed bags

That be me with my me ass

Not tryna be anything but free as

Flow is so nuts, the track is gettin teabagged

Just wanna rap nice, that ain't me - tag

If you wanna be mean, then you wanna be me bad

Call it being Pretty Lyrically Swag

Soulja call it Super Lupe Lyrical

You can't understand me nor mimic my miracles

All I see is me and I'm a mother lovin' mirror-full

Bein' dope is all in the muscle

It's more than just a pause and a chuckle

I bench press elephants, and bowlin ball juggle

So don't be scared to take the Super Lu route

Top 5 alive and I only got 2 out!

School ya on your history, I tell ya what you 'bout

Fight for all the right things and let the Huey New out

Pharrell, what these niggas talkin' 'bout?

2 man Big Pun, a 1 man Slaughterhouse

A 2 album Jay-Z, a 1 nigga Wu-Tang

Young and hungry Mos Def, a conscious rappin Lil Wayne

I don't care for similarities

Cause I'm a pioneer, not a parody

These ain't bars, this is barbarity

SLR... Clarity

[Chorus]

In this world I'm so alone

In a category all on my own

Cause I tell the world what I want to

Yea I tell the world what I want to

Man I feel so alone

They treat me like an outcast

Cause I tell the world what I want to

But you can't tell me what you gon do

[Verse 3]

Holy Shock and awing cattle prods

All up in the action with a fraction of the catalogue

Of my peers, I ain't doin' numbers like Anbesol

But I'm here, and I'm revered

Lyric boy, Based King, Master Chef, All City Chess moves Mickey Donny, Diggy, CRS fool

Carrera Era, Panamera, F-Tool, Emperor, Free Chilly nigga, FNF RULES!!!

'Ye, what these niggas talkin' 'bout?

A Jesus in the desert walking, Dundee walkabout

A self imposed exile, learn to let the awesome out

Even if I was homeless I would still have an awesome house

Cause the world is mine, Lupe to the rescue, the world is fine

Words and lines of mine, I feel. are better than every rap in the world combined!!

And that's how you do it

E'rything flow, errything fluid

Stupid with the raps, but the raps never stupid

Trakk on the music, SLR ruthless

And the next whip is that Ferrari cart

Game over - body parts

[Chorus]

In this world I'm so alone

In a category all on my own

Cause I tell the world what I want to

Yea I tell the world what I want to

Man I feel so alone

They treat me like an outcast

Cause I tell the world what I want to

But you can't tell me what you gon do