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[Intro: Williams]

I said think your future
You do that tomorrow
But you don't a word, you see that SLR

Fiasco]
O' ye told 'en in the
My goal is to sit on the globe North Poles
And that's the top mane; hammer like a glock can
All flowing no shots strayin'
I'm so sober when I
I call it catchin' bullets with my
You can it in your chest
Like Bruce Lee jumpin' on your
But I can't yours through my Superman "S"
Yes, I'm
Red Cartier like Superman's house
Inshallah to my hope it super pans out
My life is like doin' 100 miles
And the top open the roofer ran outta towels
Walk right into Felipe's when I ran outta
Next up is and fast food halals
The beef is all the same, it's how they kill the cows
Somebody Malcom X that I'm tryna steal his style
And Cornell West that I'm tryna steal his fro
Go back in time, the slaves plows, shovels, and they hoes
The masters get the "It Was Written"
SLR
SLR
Soundtrakk let the go
Soundtrakk let the roll

In this World I'm so
In a all on my own
Cause I tell the World I want to
I tell the World what I want to

Man I so alone
treat me like an Outcast
Cause I tell the world what I to
But you tell me what you gon' do

2]
'Cause n-gga I believe that
9/11 came from Iraq
Mayweather on the bag
Automatic keep the same rhythm he has
That's how the hood
up in the hood town
West ghetto, Windy City could count
Black skies lookin' up, crack lookin' down
Accused of not lookin' back, blind n-gga around
City on my back, so the CHI go I'm at
Presence so shiny, Mercedes so
Cop from Platinum, the color of my plaque
I memorize off of Yo! MTV Raps
A nightmare in a psychopath's map
Defeat your purpose a weed stash in the rehab
Guess who's sneakin' in the bags
be me with my mean ass
Not tryna be anything but as
Flow is so nuts, the is getting' teabagged
Just wanna rap nice, that ain't me
If you wanna be mean, you wanna be me bad
Call it Pretty Lyrically Swag
Soulja call it Super Lupe
You can't understand me nor mimic my
All I see is me and Im a mother lovin' mirror
Bein' is all in the muscle
It's more just a pause and a chuckle
I press elephants, and bowlin' ball juggle
So be scared to take the Super Lu route
Top 5 and I only got 2 out!
ya on your history, I tell ya what you 'bout
Fight for all the right and let the Huey New out
Pharrell what n-ggas talkin' bout?
Two man Big Pun, a one man
A two album Jay-Z, a one n-gga
and hungry Mos Def, a conscious rappin' Lil Wayne
I don't for similarities
I'm a pioneer, not a parody
These aint bars, this is
SLR...

In this I'm so alone
In a all on my own
'Cause I tell the world I want to
Yeah I tell the world I want to

Man I feel so
They me like an Outcast
I tell the world what I want to
But you can't tell me what you do

3]
Holy shock and awe, prods
All up in the where the fraction of the catalog
All my peers, I ain't doin' numbers like
but I'm here, and I'm
Lyric boy, Based King, Master Chef, All City Chess moves makin' Diggy CRS fool
Era, pan Amera, F-Tool, Emperor, Free Chilly n-gga, FNF Rules
'Ye, what these n-ggas bout?
A in the desert walkin', Dundee walkabout
A self imposed exile, to let the awesome out
Even if I was homeless I would still an awesome house
Cause the is mine, Lupe to the rescue, the World is fine
Words and lines of mine, I feel are better than every rapper in the combined!
And how you do it
flow, everything fluid
Stupid with the raps, but the raps never
on the music, SLR ruthless
And the next is that Ferrari cart
over - body parts

In world I'm so alone
In a all on my own
Cause I the world what I want to
Yeah I tell the what I want to

Man I so alone
They treat me like an
Cause I the world what I want to
But you tell me what you gon' do