SOS Lyrics – Lupe Fiasco
“SOS” Lyrics by Lupe Fiasco is a fresh English track performed by Lupe Fiasco himself. He also composed the music for this new release, and the lyrics of the song “SOS” are penned by Lupe Fiasco as well. This track is quite popular among listeners in the United States.
The song “SOS” by Lupe Fiasco emphasizes the importance of remaining authentic in hip-hop while delivering impactful lyrics over superficial trends. Lupe highlights the significance of skill, creativity, and determination in the rap industry, underscoring that genuine substance is far more valuable than mere style. Through clever wordplay, vivid imagery, and cultural references, he demonstrates that his artistry is profound and thoughtful, going beyond surface-level appeal. It carries a strong message about integrity and the true essence of music.
SOS Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah yeah yeah, all out in the place to be, yeah, feel me
Uh huh, yeah I’m talking bout, ain’t nothing to it
Separate the weak from the obso-lete
Who say mobsters don’t prosper, Wasa
[Verse 1]
Ah, I foresee a place and time
Monumental like they making dimes like Wilhelmina
I foresee like it’s mace in mines
On the MIC, like I be making mines
All it take is spine, like a snake design
Just to take your time and wait in line
Like my latest rhyme, it produces like a muse
But reduces like it’s made of wine
In the face of shine, made it out the latest bind
In the shape of crime
I can’t take it like it’s made of swine
But can’t break it like an agent mind
Without the torture
Water-board it till it turn into reporter
Übermensch intent, I treat these sneakers like a tour bus
And we walk the streets like they assure of us
The wishing well failed
Just watch the poor come pick the quarters up
And why be satisfied with quarters they be counting
They be wishing more fools will come put quarters in the fountain
I foresee, like I live next door to 4B
Gon’ be hardcore like the next war my sword see
Try to lock me out like I’m Jason Voorhees
I just use my sword as the door key, ha ha
[Chorus]
We’ve been doing this for a while
Holding down the bass like I’m Guile
We gon’ flip it upside down
Cause we be putting substance over style
We’ve been doing this for a while
Holding down the bass like I’m Guile
We gon’ flip it upside down
Cause we be putting substance over style, for real
[Verse 2]
Molecular, pressures carve large habits
In a savage I mismanage like a credit card, America’s
Expressions all in my reflections like a vampire not
My fans keep the campfire hot
I tell stories like Marriott floors
Though a poker vis-à-vis how I carry mines forth
These Flocka flames piff hot as a wok at Chang’s
Drop the proper relics, dispel it like Doctor Strange
The rumor that runs like a puma throughout the Ummah
That we still believe in humors
Gotta have hunger when you under
To go from junior to humongous in the Dunya
And get your hibiscus and petunia
Way before you have your fune-
Uh, abbreviated it for the dopery
My poetry don’t deserve flowers, deserves potpourri
Word to Doeburger off the poe and tree
To stop the sting like a broken bee
Runaways versus overseas
[Chorus]
We’ve been doing this for a while
Holding down the bass like I’m Guile
We gon’ flip it upside down
Cause we be putting substance over style
We’ve been doing this for a while
Holding down the bass like I’m Guile
We gon’ flip it upside down
Cause we be putting substance over style, for real
[Verse 3]
Without the substance I feel incomplete
Like taekwondo without the feet
Type it wrong without delete
Michael Corleone without deceit or the streets
EKG’s without the beeps, peeps
Recorded this out in Cali-fo
But feel like Dallas to a palindrome
A salad on my palette, bro
Still eat a cannibal sandwich, though
Mix the poison with the antidote
And terrorize the whole talent show
Metal detector, capture the underground sound
Made a palace out my catacomb
Treat a hood like it’s downtown
When I’m down round at Favela void
I touch five states like Illinois, hella poised
[Outro]
We’ve been doing this for a while
Holding down the bass like I’m Guile
We gon’ flip it upside down
Cause we be putting substance over style
We’ve been doing this for a while
Holding down the bass like I’m Guile
We gon’ flip it upside down
Cause we be putting substance over style, for real
