Luyện nghe bài hát SLR (Super Lupe Rap)

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

1]
O ye souls
My goal is to sit on the globe like North
And thats the top mang, going hammer a Glock can't
All flow and grammar, no drank
I'm so sober when I
I call it catchin with my teeth
You can feel it in chest
Like Bruce Lee jumpin on your
But I feel yours through my Superman 'S'
Yes, Im
Rare Cartier like Superman house
Inshallah to my hope it super pans out
My life is like Italia 100 miles
And the top like the roofer ran outta tiles
Walk right into Philippe's I ran outta Chow's
Next up is crustaceans and food halals
The beef is all the same, its just how they the cows
Somebody Malcom X that I'm tryna steal his style
And tell Cornel West that I'm tryna 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 world I'm so alone
In a all on my own
Cause I tell the world I want to
Yea I tell the world what I to

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

2]
Cause nigga, I don't believe
Like 9/11 came Iraq
Mayweather on the
weapons keep the same rhythm he has
That's how the hood
up in the hood town
West ghetto, Windy City Cook County
Black lookin' up, crack pipes lookin' down
Accused of not lookin back, blind nigga around
on my back, so the CHI go errywhere I'm at
Presence so shiny, Mercedes so
Cop from Platinum, the color 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
Flow is so nuts, the track is teabagged
Just rap nice, that ain't me - tag
If you wanna be mean, you wanna be me bad
Call it Pretty Lyrically Swag
Soulja it Super Lupe Lyrical
You can't understand me nor my miracles
All I see is me and I'm a mother mirror-full
Bein' dope is all in the
It's more than just a and a chuckle
I bench press elephants, and ball juggle
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 right things and let the New out
Pharrell these niggas talkin' 'bout?
2 man Big Pun, a 1 man
A 2 Jay-Z, a 1 nigga Wu-Tang
and hungry Mos Def, a conscious rappin Lil Wayne
I care for similarities
I'm a pioneer, not a parody
These ain't bars, this is
SLR...

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