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Lupe Fiasco - S.L.R. (Super Lupe Rap)

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Uploaded on Nov 8, 2010

Over the past few days, seemingly out of the blue, rappers like Soulja Boy and Lil B have come out of the woodwork to address Lupe in some form or fashion. I guess Lu is the smart rapper du jour for this young (and often misinformed) generation. In a recent interview with XXL Magazine, Soulja Boy, when asked about his lyrical prowess, quipped:
"I don't want to be super-Lupe-Fiasco-lyrical and n***** don't know what the fuck I'm talking about,"
Say word? That's what we're on? I feel like we've heard this all before -- a case of deja vu, if you will. I understand that Lu's complex rhyme patterns and extended vocabulary might go over the head of the casual hip-hop fan (or human being), but some of you are just plain listening too slow. So what if you have to rewind the verse a few times to get to the Tootsie Roll center of aTootsie Pop; many of us find joy in putting the puzzle together. I guess that's not fun for everyone, huh? Remember when rappers used to brag about being "Super Lyrical"? That title was once a badge of honor. Pun is probably doing barrel rolls in his grave as you read this.- Andrew
(Lyrics)
O ye tormented souls
My goal is to sit on the globe like North Poles
And that's the top mane, goin hammer like a glock can
All flow and grammAr, no shots strayin'
Im so sober when I speak
I call it catchin' bullets with my teeth
You can feel it in your chest
Like Bruce Lee jumpin' on your vest
But I cant feel yours through my Superman "S"
Yes, I'm Superman'd out, Red Cartier look like Superman house
Inshallah to my plan, hope it super pans out
My life is like Italians doin 100 miles
And the top open like the roofer ran outta tiles
Walked right into Philipes when I ran outta Chows
Next up is Crustacean and fast food Halals
The beef is all the same, its just how they kill the cows
Somebody tell Malcom X that Im tryna steal his style
And tell Cornell West that Im tryna steal his froooo
Go back in time, take the slaves plows, shovels, and the hooooes
Their masters get the "It Was Written" introooo
SLR Ten fo, SLR Ten fo
Soundtrakk let the beat go
Soundtrakk let the beat roam

Chorus:
In this world I'm so alone
In a category all on my own
Cuz I tell the world what I want to
Yea, I tell the world what I want to
Man I feel so alone
They treat like me like an outcast
Cuz I tell the world what I want to
But you can tell me what you gon' do

Cause nigga I dont believe that
Like 9/11 came from Iraq
And Mayweather on the speedbag
Automatic weapons keep the same rhythm he has
That's how the hood sound
Grew up in a hood town
West side ghetto, Windy City, Cook Count(y)
Black skies lookin up, crack pipes lookin down
Accused of not lookin back, blind nigga look around
City on my back, so the CHI go errywhere I'm at
Presence so shiny, Mercedes so matte
Copped that from Platinum, the color of my plaque
I memorize "Colors" off of Yo! MTV Raps
A nightmare walkin in a psychopath's nap
Defeat your purpose like a weed stash in the rehab
Guess who's sneakin' in the weed bags
They be me with my mean ass
Not tryna be anything but free as
Flow is so nuts, the track is gettin' T-Bagged
Just wanna rap nice, that ain't me tagged
If you wanna be mean, then you wanna be me bad
Call it being Pretty Lyrically Swag
Soulja call it Super Lupe Lyrical
You cant understand me nor mimic my miracles
All I see is me and I'm a mother lovin mirror fool
Bein dope is all in the muscle
It's more than just a pause and a chuckle
I bench press elephants, and bowlin ball juggle
So dont be scared to take the Super Lu route
Top 5 alive and I only got 2 out!
School ya on your history, I tell ya what you bout
Fight for all the right things and let the Huey New out
Pharrell what these niggas talkin bout?
2 man Big Pun, a 1 man Slaughterhouse
A 2 album Jay-Z, a 1 nigga Wu-Tang
Young and hungry Mos Def, a conscious rappin Lil Wayne
and I dont care for similarities
Cause Im a pioneer, not a parody
These ain't bars, this is barbarity
SLR......Clarity


(Chorus)


Holy shock and awing cattle prods,
All up in the action where the fraction of the catalogue,
of my peers, I ain't doin' numbers like Ambersal,
but Im here, and I'm revered,
Lyric boy, Based King, Master Chef, All City Chess moves makin ????? CRS fool
Carrera Era, pan Amera, F-Tool, Emperor, Free Chilly nigga, FNF RULES!!!
'Ye, what these niggas talkin bout?
A Jesus in the desert walkin Dundee walkabout
A self imposed Exile, learn to let the awesome out
Even if I was homeless I would still have an awesome house
Cause the world is mine, Lupe to the rescue, the world is fine
Words and lines of mine, I feel are better than every rap in the world combined!!
And thats how you do it
Errything flu, errything fluid
Stupid with the raps, but the raps never stupid
Trakk on the music, SLR roofless
And the next whip is that Ferrari car
Game over, body parts

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