Lupe Fiasco – AUTOBOTO (ft. Nayirah) (Audio, Lyrics)

Lupe Fiasco is here with the new song, “AUTOBOTO”, which features Nayirah. The piece of music was produced by Lupe Fiasco & Soundtrakk. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Lupe Fiasco Autoboto

Lupe’s had a lot to say recently. He’s been giving his thoughts on a wide range of subjects, from imagining a Jay-Z vs. Lil WayneVerzuz battle, to calling Kid Cudi a “GOAT” but also a “b*tch.” He also discussed the Will Smith-Chris Rock incident and provided praise for Kendrick Lamar’s new album, Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers.

But Fiasco has also been busy in the studio. A couple days ago the esteemed rapper shared the artwork and release date for his new album DRILL MUSIC IN ZION. Now, he’s given us a first glimpse at the album’s sound with the new single “AUTOBOTO.”

On the song, Lupe’s lyrical acrobatics are on full display. His verses are focused on legend-building, telling his story through a wide-angle lens of biblical proportions. He ping-pongs between the grandiosity of nature (skies, seas, floods) and the everyday details of life on the street. In his chorus, he emphasizes that this versatility comes easily to him- “I can twist it, I contort.” The production on the song leans on filtered guitar samples and a stomping beat. Nayirah’s futuristic crooning at the end of its runtime adds an ominous twist, a cliff-hanger for what may lie ahead.

Lupe Fiasco – AUTOBOTO (ft. Nayirah) (prod. Lupe Fiasco & Soundtrakk)

Lyric Video

Lyrics

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Yeah, man, how you doing? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain’t nothing to it, ain’t nothing to it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Welcome back, you feel me (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, Trakk, what up? (Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort
I just feel like I’m a Porsche
I’m Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts
I just feel like I’m a Porsche
I’m Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
E-a, e-a, e-a, e-a, e-a, e-a

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Lies to the judge, rain in the sky
And the sea might rise what slides to the mud
Sty’s to the flies from all kinds of demise
Reporting live from the hive and all sides of the sludge
One deep meditate, one street separate
“Hi” to the Crips, “Goodbye” to the Bloods
But it was the Souls, the Lords and GDs
Segregated by the street in the Chi’ where I was
Got wise to the nudge
Why buy a tub when they bayou’ll flood?
Better buy you a sub
How you gon’ survive in the club?
You gon’ kayak it cuz when it rise up above
And the waves come in push
And the tidals ah shove
What’s an infrared dot to a whole dot gov
Look right in the eyes of a thug
Lil dumb street shit don’t apply to the plug

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist it, I contort
I just feel like I’m a Porsche
I’m Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist it, and it contorts
I just feel like I’m a Porsche
I’m Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
E-a, e-a, e-a, e-a, e-a, e-a

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
My warning shots headshots
Cut off all my dreadlocks
I ain’t want a headwash
No more
What you mean headshot?
Nigga said headshots
Nigga like a helmet with a GoPro
But I mean Golgo
13 genius ’cause the verse mean
Remember we earthlings
Nigga, can you put that in slow-mo?
Hope so, headshots, brains in a pan
So that’s a no-no
Might not get it, but it’s dope though
Matter fact, loco
Surrounded by gang members and a lot of popo
That’s real but it might sound like a joke though
Never know, keep both sides in a chokehold
I just wanted credit, used it to sweat it like show clothes
Now I don’t even know who wrote those
Maybe my ghost knows (boo!)
But we both cold
Now they used to write all my ghost flows
Wrote each other solos (boo!)
Now a nigga say he want co-pros
Money from the show and rights to the logo
Do you want a lawyer? No, ho

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and I contort
I just feel like I’m a Porsche
I’m Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
I defend myself in court, this is sport
I get signals from the source
I can twist and it contorts
I just feel like I’m a Porsche
I’m Carrera, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
-era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era, -era
E-a, e-a, e-a, e-a, e-a, e-a

[Outro: Nayirah]
I defend myself in court, yes
Yes, this a sport, yeah
Signals from the source
Twist and contort
Feel like I’m a Porsche
Just like a Porsche
Yes, I’m Carrera
I defend myself in court, yes
Yes, this a sport, yeah
Signals from the source
Twist and contort
Feel like I’m a Porsche
Just like a Porsche
Yes, I’m Carrera
I defend myself in court, yes
Yes, this a sport, yeah
Signals from the source
Twist and contort
Feel like I’m a Porsche
Just like a Porsche
Yes, I’m Carrera