Slr (super Lupe Rap) Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

[Intro: Pharrell Williams] 

I said think about your future 

You can't do that tomorrow 

But you don't hear a word, you see that SLR 

[Lupe Fiasco] 

O' ye told 'en in the 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 flowing grammar; no shots strayin' 

I'm 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 can't feel yours through my Superman "S" 

Yes, I'm Superman'd-out 

Red Cartier look like Superman's 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 towels 

Walk right into Felipe's when I ran outta Chow's 

Next up is crustaceans and fast food halals 

The beef is all the same, it's just how they kill the cows 

Somebody tell Malcom X that I'm tryna steal his style 

And tell Cornell West that I'm tryna steal his fro 

Go back in time, take the slaves plows, shovels, and they hoes 

The masters get the "It Was Written" intro 

SLR 10-4 

SLR 10-4 

Soundtrakk let the beat go 

Soundtrakk let the beat roll 

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[Hook] 

In this World I'm so alone 

In a category all on my own 

Cause I tell the World what I want to 

Yeah I tell the World what I want to 

Man I feel so alone 

They treat me like an Outcast 

Cause I tell the world what I want to 

But you can't tell me what you gon' do 

[Verse 2] 

'Cause n-gga I don't believe that 

Like 9/11 came from Iraq 

Mayweather on the speed bag 

Automatic weapons keep the same rhythm he has 

That's how the hood sound 

Grew up in the hood town 

West side ghetto, Windy City could count 

Black skies lookin' up, crack pipes lookin' down 

Accused of not lookin' back, blind n-gga look around 

City on my back, so the CHI go everywhere I'm at 

Presence so shiny, Mercedes so mack 

Cop that from Platinum, the color of my plaque 

I memorize colors off of Yo! MTV Raps 

A nightmare walkin' in a psychopath's map 

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 getting' teabagged 

Just wanna rap nice, that ain't me tagged 

If you wanna be mean, then you wanna be me bad 

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Call it bein' Pretty Lyrically Swag 

Soulja call it Super Lupe Lyrical 

You can't understand me nor mimic my miracles 

All I see is me and Im a mother lovin' mirror full 

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 n-ggas talkin' bout? 

Two man Big Pun, a one man Slaughterhouse 

A two album Jay-Z, a one n-gga Wu-Tang 

Young and hungry Mos Def, a conscious rappin' Lil Wayne 

I don't care for similarities 

Cause I'm a pioneer, not a parody 

These aint bars, this is barbarity 

SLR... Clarity 

[Hook] 

In this world I'm so alone 

In a category all on my own 

'Cause I tell the world what I want to 

Yeah I tell the world what I want to 

Man I feel so alone 

They treat me like an Outcast 

Cause I tell the world what I want to 

But you can't tell me what you gon' do 

[Verse 3] 

Holy shock and awe, cattle prods 

All up in the action where the fraction of the catalog 

All my peers, I ain't doin' numbers like Amazon 

But I'm here, and I'm revered 

Lyric boy, Based King, Master Chef, All City Chess moves makin' Donnie Diggy CRS fool 

Carrera Era, pan Amera, F-Tool, Emperor, Free Chilly n-gga, FNF Rules 

'Ye, what these n-ggas 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 rapper in the World combined! 

And that's how you do it 

Everything flow, everything fluid 

Stupid with the raps, but the raps never stupid 

Trakk on the music, SLR ruthless 

And the next whip is that Ferrari cart 

Game over - body parts 

[Hook] 

In this world I'm so alone 

In a category all on my own 

Cause I tell the world what I want to 

Yeah I tell the world what I want to 

Man I feel so alone 

They treat me like an Outcast 

Cause I tell the world what I want to 

But you can't tell me what you gon' do 

[End]