Lupe Fiasco - S.L.R. (Super Lupe Rap) video free download

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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