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    Lupe Fiasco

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    Добавлена 11 ноября 2010 пользователем N1

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    [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
    [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
    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]
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