Luyện nghe bài hát SLR (Super Lupe Rap)

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

1]
O ye tormented
My goal is to sit on the like North Poles
And thats the top mang, going hammer a Glock can't
All flow and grammar, no shot
I'm so when I speak
I call it bullets with my teeth
You can feel it in chest
Like Bruce Lee on your vest
But I can't yours through my Superman 'S'
Yes, Im
Rare Cartier look Superman 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
right into Philippe's when I ran outta Chow's
Next up is crustaceans and fast food
The beef is all the same, its just how they kill the
Somebody tell Malcom X that I'm tryna steal his
And tell Cornel West that I'm steal his fro
Go back in time, take the plows, shovels, and the hoes
The get the "It Was Written" intro
SLR
SLR
Soundtrack let the go
Soundtrack let the roll

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

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

2]
Cause nigga, I believe that
9/11 came from Iraq
Mayweather on the
Automatic weapons keep the same he has
That's how the hood
Grew up in the town
West ghetto, Windy City Cook County
Black skies lookin' up, crack pipes lookin'
Accused of not back, blind nigga look around
on my back, so the CHI go errywhere I'm at
Presence so shiny, so matte
Cop that Platinum, the color of my plaque
I memorize "Color's" off of Yo! MTV
A nightmare in a psychopath's nap
Defeat your purpose like a stash in the rehab
Guess sneaking 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
Soulja call it Super Lupe
You can't me nor mimic my miracles
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 press elephants, and bowlin ball
So don't be scared to take the Super Lu
Top 5 and I only got 2 out!
School ya on history, I tell ya what you 'bout
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 Shock and awing cattle
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, Chef, All City Chess moves Mickey down and Diggy, CRS fool
Carrera Era, Panamera, F-Tool, Emperor, Free nigga, FNF RULES!!!
'Ye, what niggas talkin' 'bout?
A Jesus in the walking, Dundee walkabout
A self imposed exile, to let the awesome out
Even if I was homeless I would still an awesome house
Cause the world is mine, Lupe to the rescue, the is fine
Words and 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 never stupid
Trakk on the music, SLR
And the next whip is that Ferrari
Game over - parts