Luyện nghe bài hát SLR (Super Lupe Rap)

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

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

In this I'm so alone
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
treat me like an outcast
Cause I tell the world what I to
But you can't tell me you gon do

2]
Cause nigga, I believe that
Like 9/11 from Iraq
Mayweather on the
Automatic weapons keep the same he has
That's how the hood
up in the hood town
West side ghetto, Windy City 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 from Platinum, the color of my
I "Color's" off of Yo! MTV Raps
A walking in a psychopath's nap
your purpose like a weed stash in the rehab
Guess who's in the weed bags
be me with my me ass
Not tryna be but free as
is so nuts, the track is gettin teabagged
Just wanna rap nice, ain't me - tag
If you wanna be mean, then you be me bad
Call it Pretty Lyrically Swag
Soulja call it Super 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
more than just a pause and a chuckle
I press elephants, and bowlin ball juggle
So don't be scared to 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 things and let the Huey New out
Pharrell what these niggas 'bout?
2 man Big Pun, a 1 man
A 2 album Jay-Z, a 1 nigga
Young and Mos Def, a conscious rappin Lil Wayne
I don't care for
Cause I'm a pioneer, not a
These bars, this is barbarity
SLR...

3]
Holy and awing cattle prods
All up in the action with a of the catalogue
Of my peers, I doin' numbers like Anbesol
But I'm here, and I'm
Lyric boy, Based King, Master Chef, All City Chess Mickey down and Diggy, CRS fool
Era, Panamera, F-Tool, Emperor, Free Chilly nigga, FNF RULES!!!
'Ye, what these talkin' 'bout?
A in the desert walking, Dundee walkabout
A self imposed exile, to let the awesome out
Even if I was homeless I would still have an house
Cause the world is mine, Lupe to the rescue, the world is
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 is that Ferrari cart
Game - body parts