Luyện nghe bài hát SLR

[Intro: Williams]

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

[Lupe
O' ye 'en in the souls
My goal is to sit on the globe North Poles
And that's the top mane; goin' hammer a glock can
All grammar; no shots strayin'
I'm so sober I speak
I call it bullets with my teeth
You can feel it in chest
Like Bruce Lee jumpin' on vest
But I feel yours through my Superman "S"
Yes, I'm
Red look like Superman's house
Inshallah to my plan hope it super out
My is like Italians doin' 100 miles
And the top open like the roofer ran towels
Walk right Felipe's when I ran outta Chow's
Next up is and fast food halals
The is all the same, it's just how they kill the cows
tell Malcom X that I'm tryna steal his style
And tell West that I'm tryna steal his fro
Go back in time, take the slaves plows, shovels, and they
The get the "It Was Written" intro
SLR
SLR
let the beat 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
Yeah I the World what I want to

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

2]
'Cause n-gga I don't that
Like 9/11 came Iraq
on the speed bag
Automatic weapons keep the same he has
That's how the sound
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 look
on my back, so the CHI go everywhere I'm at
Presence so shiny, so mack
Cop that from Platinum, the color of my
I colors off of Yo! MTV Raps
A nightmare in a psychopath's map
Defeat your purpose a weed stash in the rehab
who's sneakin' in the weed bags
They be me with my ass
Not be anything but free as
is so nuts, the track is getting' teabagged
Just rap nice, that ain't me tagged
If you wanna be mean, then you be me bad
it bein' Pretty Lyrically Swag
Soulja call it Super Lupe
You can't me nor mimic my miracles
All I see is me and Im a mother mirror full
Bein' dope is all in the
It's more just a pause and a chuckle
I press elephants, and bowlin' ball juggle
So dont be to take the Super Lu route
Top 5 and I only got 2 out!
School ya on your history, I ya what you 'bout
Fight for all the right and let the Huey New out
Pharrell what these n-ggas bout?
Two man Big Pun, a one man
A two album Jay-Z, a one Wu-Tang
Young and hungry Mos Def, a rappin' Lil Wayne
I don't for similarities
I'm a pioneer, not a parody
These aint bars, is barbarity
SLR...

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

Man I feel so
They treat me an Outcast
I tell the world what I want to
But you can't tell me you gon' 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, King, Master Chef, All City Chess moves makin' Donnie Diggy CRS fool
Carrera Era, pan Amera, F-Tool, Emperor, Chilly n-gga, FNF Rules
'Ye, what these n-ggas bout?
A Jesus in the desert walkin', walkabout
A self imposed exile, to let the awesome out
Even if I was homeless I still have an awesome house
Cause the World is mine, Lupe to the rescue, the is fine
and lines of mine, I feel are better than every rapper in the World combined!
And how you do it
flow, everything fluid
Stupid with the raps, but the never stupid
on the music, SLR ruthless
And the next whip is Ferrari cart
over - body parts

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

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