Luyện nghe bài hát SLR (Super Lupe Rap)

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

1]
O ye tormented
My goal is to sit on the globe North Poles
And thats the top mang, going hammer like a Glock
All flow and grammar, no shot
I'm so sober I speak
I it catchin bullets with my teeth
You can feel it in your
Like Bruce Lee on your vest
But I can't feel yours through my 'S'
Yes, Im
Rare Cartier look like house
Inshallah to my plan it super pans out
My life is like Italia doin 100
And the top like the roofer ran outta tiles
Walk right into Philippe's when I ran Chow's
up is crustaceans and fast food halals
The beef is all the same, its just how kill the cows
Somebody tell Malcom X that I'm tryna steal his
And tell West that I'm tryna steal his fro
Go back in time, take the slaves plows, shovels, and the
The masters get the "It Was Written"
SLR
SLR
let the beat go
Soundtrack let the beat

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

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

2]
Cause nigga, I believe that
Like 9/11 came Iraq
Mayweather on the
Automatic weapons the same rhythm he has
That's how the hood
Grew up in the town
side ghetto, Windy City Cook County
Black skies up, crack pipes lookin' down
Accused of not lookin back, blind nigga look
on my back, so the CHI go errywhere I'm at
Presence so shiny, so matte
Cop that from Platinum, the of my plaque
I memorize "Color's" off of Yo! MTV
A nightmare walking in a nap
Defeat purpose like a weed stash in the rehab
Guess who's in the weed bags
be me with my me ass
Not be anything but free as
is so nuts, the track is gettin teabagged
Just rap nice, that ain't me - tag
If you wanna be mean, then you be me bad
Call it Pretty Lyrically Swag
call it Super Lupe Lyrical
You can't understand me nor mimic my
All I see is me and I'm a mother lovin'
Bein' dope is all in the
It's more than a pause and a chuckle
I bench elephants, and bowlin ball juggle
So don't be scared to the Super Lu route
Top 5 alive and I got 2 out!
School ya on your history, I tell ya what you
Fight for all the things and let the Huey New out
what these niggas talkin' 'bout?
2 man Big Pun, a 1 man
A 2 Jay-Z, a 1 nigga Wu-Tang
Young and hungry Mos Def, a conscious rappin Lil
I don't care for
I'm a pioneer, not a parody
These bars, this is barbarity
SLR...

3]
Holy and awing cattle prods
All up in the with a fraction of the catalogue
Of my peers, I ain't doin' numbers Anbesol
But I'm here, and I'm
Lyric boy, Based King, Master Chef, All City Chess moves down and Diggy, CRS fool
Era, Panamera, F-Tool, Emperor, Free Chilly nigga, FNF RULES!!!
'Ye, what these talkin' 'bout?
A Jesus in the desert walking, Dundee
A self imposed exile, to let the awesome out
Even if I was I would still have an awesome house
Cause the world is mine, to the rescue, the world is fine
and lines of mine, I feel. are better than every rap in the world combined!!
And how you do it
flow, errything fluid
Stupid with the raps, but the raps stupid
on the music, SLR ruthless
And the next whip is that cart
Game over - body