Kendrick Lamar diss track from Lupe Fiasco “SLR 2” (Audio)
By Mike Dyce
Lupe Fiasco, via the Sun Times
Kendrick Lamar has inspired a wide ranging response to his verse on Big Sean’s “Control.” Many rappers responded to Lamar’s claim to be the king of New York and calling out a generation of rappers on Twitter. Lupe Fiasco took a more humorous approach and ghost wrote responses for rappers. Atlanta rapper B.o.B. mimicked Kendrick in his response. Bad Boy recording artist King Los has also responded. Meek Mill addressed the verse in an interview with the CBS Philadelphia station.
Joell Ortiz of Slaughterhouse and Brooklyn responded to Kendrick Lamar and defended his city. The Bronx’s Fred the Godson responded as well.
Even former Los Angeles Lakers coach Phil Jackson responded to his reference in Kendrick’s verse. The New York Rangers took a shot at Kendrick on Twitter.
Now Lupe Fiasco has decided to post his own diss track in response to Kendrick’s verse.
Lyrics from
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[Intro]
For real though, like for real though
Like for real
You know what I’m sayin’, I don’t even
It’s like, n—-s must forget who the f—
Did what the f—
When the f—
When n—-s was still, not the f—
Or whatever
Fine then, I say
[Verse 1]
Dear Lord, have mercy on my banana clips
Give ’em half, call it that banana splits
But my halves is really like a banana 6
Do these bananas have any idea who they on the planet with?
Apes, yeah you bananas to the grapes
That mean your b—h got a banana in her face
And wine on her chin, get these heathens off of my trunk
And all of these swine up off my rims
Tryin’ to take the shine up off of my Benz
SLR, n—- please
N—-s ’bout to go to work so these b—-es gon’ have to leave
Gon’ roll around with that B-Y, n—- just roll up my sleeve
Got body plans, so I karate stance so I could open up my chi
Lu the boy, too Bruce Lee boy to destroy
Doo doo beat like two T-boys with one freak one me
But I can DP like it’s three more
Three rewards for me or me or me or me or me or me
Team me is like me eating animals meeting a meteor
Dinosaurs, I’m fine with all kinds of wars
Knives and swords, lions, tigers bitin’ boars
Lightening striking viking hordes
Fighting heightened, violence soars
Wie kommt er kann nicht so böse wie Lu bekommen?
That was Adolf, reacting to my new s—
Translation: how come he can’t be as evil as Lu get?
Well that’s cause you ain’t Lu, b—h
Took two sips of the holy grail
Then I backed up and I turned around
And I bent over and pittoo’d s—
I love Jay, that’s my n—-
I feel sicker than a cruise ship
I ain’t competition, I don’t move s—
The only opposition is this new s—
These new n—-s rappin’ like they 2
They be actin’ like they you, man that’s– wheeeeeew s—
What happened to the game?
N—-s think they Jappin’ cause they rappin’ like they Wayne
Rappin’ like they Chainz
I ain’t matchin’ them and platinum
But I’m rappin’ like I’m flames
Like smackin’ them in the back of him and my antonyms is on ‘cain
And my heroin is on metaphors and my metaphors is on brains
My left foot is in LA but my right foot is in Spain
Now we all heard what he said, but what he said means we dead
And that s— is insane
He’s so crazy, look at the little baby
N—- you ain’t Nas, n—- you ain’t Jay-Z
You will respect me, you will reject me
But I’ve done so much, no matter how far you go, you will reflect me
SLR, n—- please
These n—- ’bout to go to work so these b—-es gon’ have to leave
And when the b—h gone, knee shots disabled
Your DVD of Dick Jones in your TV and a grenade all on your table.
And my punch bowl’s like an ocean
And I lay it on by the ladle
But it’s so strong, when I pull it out, I’m only hangin’ on to a handle
Satan on my ankles while I’m hangin’ on to an angel
Ain’t hatin’ on that you hatin’ wrong, cause you can’t hang on to my angles
It’s hard being a Lupe fan, go to Harvard to be a Lupe stan
I ain’t sayin’ that I’m harder, it’s just harder when it’s in Lupe’s hands
Welcome n—-, Lupe Land, SLR
Here we go, FL bars
Hold up, go back to the hard part
Would say pause, but I was talkin’ ’bout my own balls
N—-