Lupe Fiasco - SLR (Round of Applause) Lyrics
[Hook]Welcome everybody, SLR 3Moment of silence for them, round of applause for me[Verse 1]I pause to put a round in the palms of thievesAnd then clap for 'em, bring it back to 'emSoundtrakk I bring my back to 'emCause they ain't ready for the front, fax to 'emLike my nigga Mickey Factz to 'emAye Mickey what the wicky-wicky wack doin'?They ain't from us but they claimin' they ColumbusTheir raps come off flat cause they ain't in circumferenceThey ain't in the cypher of some lifersThem niggas probation, soon to be leavin' RikersThey ain't see us as the circle of my peersSir cool but he ain't spheresThat means he ain't fierce as thisSailboat wouldn't survive in the ocean of my tearsBring it back to the peephole, that's the circle of my peersThe back is what I saidReady for the front, I rap it out the back of my headKnow it like the back of my handCowboy, you calf like the back of my leg, you ain't seein' what I saidThat's cause it's comin' out the back of my dreadsYou ain't see it, gotta watch what I sayWash a nigga away or dock a nigga payI bring it back to the piersAnd if you ready for that, you've just received the deadliest catchThat you've seen in yearsMatch, and if you think I'm playin'Back when you were sayin' "What in the world was that?"When I was sayin' 'bout the worldI was talkin' 'bout when the *****in' world was flat[Hook][Verse 2]So what we got here? Some Top Ramen talkin' 'bout some top tierSome top rhymin' to some boxed earsSuch a waste of my timin', that's why I'm not hereThis recite is just a sight of theThe real me is out droppin' crop circles all over IowaYou're witnessin' a one man cypher-aOne hand's a gun, the other hand's a silencerIf I ***** the thumb, you gotta take a hike to theHitch, *****, psychotic, did you get that plot?If you ain't get the words then just make a little birdSo you can hear what the fist don't stop, this shit don't stopLet you debate whether it's birds tellin' or motellin'Those fingernail shells come out my pistol topI wear a Rollie so my wrist don't watchCause he don't like to see it, ain't that a *****?The same wrist I shoot the three with, game winnin' remixRevisit the ship, upon which niggas seasickFloatin' on the water out the eyes that I see withBurnin' on the fire out the eyes that I see withSo as we heat seekin' the seen heater sea-seein'But ***** it, it's too far off the deep endI don't need a reason, I ain't talkin' to 'emI just CC'd 'em Tetsuo season[Outro]SLR 3, Round of ApplauseSilencer on my hand so my rounds won't sound at allNow how that sound to y'all?Maybe how dog whistles sound to dogsTetsuo seasonAlbum comin' out, super soonThat's right, so I'm gon' ride this waveAnd niggas poppin' shit, it ain't got nothin' to do with meAnd just capitalize off all the free pressBecause my publicist charges a lot to do the same shitAs these niggas doin' it for freeAnd I can just rap, because reallyShit don't mean nothin' to meI can rap all day, pop shit all dayAnd you niggas just soak it upBelieve it, if I stop, still gets headlines even though my Twitter lockedAnd ain't that a *****?
