Відео

props dude

The layers in this track are like echoes from the universe, pulling you into places you didn’t even know existed. Every listen unravels something new, like pieces of a puzzle you thought were just noise. It’s like seeing the unseen, hearing the unheard. ‘Mural’ feels less like a song and more like a map-if you’ve got the mind to trace it.

3:24-3:34 is awesome 😎

2024 anybody?

2024 amd i remeber the first time i heard this like yesterday....one of the best songs of all time

This might be the best lyrical bars i ever heard. Lupe just be playing around this song is to let who ever in the game this brother is for real.

Had to come here and clean my ears after listening to Kendrick Lamar's subpar diss track . Drake & Kdot do not hold this skill

First let me say: This song is so Metta, so P 2 wont understand this song. Prisoner 1 is just a visitor who will eventually be “Set” free. ( intermission jail cells open as Ra is being chanted, symbolizing God setting P 1 free) Prisoner 2 are the guards because they work for the CO (correction officer) who give them sirens for P.(prisoner1). This makes them COPS who imprison P1 out of jealousy. They guard the empty cells (and empires) they can NEVER LEAVE. The hook is Prisoner 2’s jealousy is saying “IF IT WERE UP TO ME” I’d throw away the key. So to conclude, P1 is a visitor made prisoner on land. But will leave in a new form. P2 will likely guard empty cells or (Shells) for life because of this is all they have. P1 is Love / P2 is Hate

Genius....I have nothing else 2 say ...I lied also brilliant

2024 here

lyrical nuke right here

One minute your playing pool.. Next minute your throwing darts.. But thats how you do with a party that you throw in bars.. Lupe got gems forever

ending was so fire

00:28

Professor lupe stay giving lessons

The last song i let my dad listen to before he passed he said that boi cold i miss you dad song holds a special place in my heart

My kids used to sing it as "you look just like a lima bean" lmaoo we never let them live it down either

most of us working men want the same fucking thing, I promise to God.

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Everybody saying how Lupe Is top tier lyricist without knowing what the fck he's rapping about.

I heard this song a long time ago, didn't appreciate it till I LISTENED to it...

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Still listening to this gem in 2023

Everytime I listen to this song, I discover another brilliant thing Lupe said and the multiple meanings each sentence has. To this day, I haven't heard a masterpiece like this. People say Lil Wayne was the king of word play...they clearly never listened to this

"feels like a missionary to a CLITORIS.... damn Lupe . Lyrical masterpiece at its best

where have i heard this sampled at

We're all chemicals, vitamins and minerals Vicodin with inner tubes, wrapped around the arm To see the vein like a chicken on the barn Top cat chat, let's begin another yarn That's flying saucer cheese, or is it chicken parm' But roosters don't fly like boosters don't buy So what powers cowards to get them to the top Just to fall asleep listening to bach? The ribbon in the sky is the ribbon that I drop Dribbling the eye across the prism of a clock That lacks meaning, but racks up stacks of fat reading They catch chief and wrapped up plants from trap dealings Now what's a coffin with a scratched ceiling? And what's the talking without the match feeling? As buried living and cherry picking Every linen from your berry system Then proceed with the pack feeding When I was young I had visions of another world Sneaking looks at the porn stash of my brother hurl Incense smoke made vortices and other curls Casting calls from porn films and ad space for rubber girls I like my pancakes cut in swirls Morrocan moles and undercover squirrels I like cartoons, southern cities with large moons Faith healers, ex-female drug dealers and art booms Apologize for my weird mix What taste like hot dogs and tear drips And looks like pantomime and clear bricks And smells like shotguns and deer piss They on their hunt, kinda salty that I'm going hard First part of a party, that I throw in parts One minute you playing pool, next minute you throwing darts But that's how you do with a party that you throw in bars I run the gambit like I'm throwing cards From popular mechanics to overdosing hearts Paint cold pictures like nova scotia landscapes Nerd game make mandelbrot sets when we handshake A word game back up plan that can dam lakes Backup the word play playin' at the man's states Mean I can still be the man if the dam breaks And when the man brakes I'm reflectious, what they can't face My peers will still treat the mirror like it's a fan base The unfettered veteran, the eagle feathered man of medicine That hovers above cities like weather men And maybe weather woman Whatever better to tell ya weather comin' I prefer girls to reign all over the world And not rain like, rain man or rain like rain dance Or rain like a slight chance of rain when it's raining Or rein like deer slaves to santa claus sleigh man But reign like queens that reign over made man And not queen like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen But queen like white glove wave hand And not wave hand like it's a heat wave So you make a fan by waving your hand I'm talking wave like you saying "hey" Man, and not hay for horses and hoarse like you almost voiceless You gotta treat your vocal chords like it's a fortress And treat every single one of your words like reinforcements And especially when you're recording Cause that's the portion that's important When I was reporting that I was poor But now I'm more than It's still hooker heels on my sugar hills and sweet spots Crying shames, make margarita rims from cheap tops Deep plots in floor, the ceiling windows for my peep pots A little scene with the sickle swings to make the wheat drop And a hundred words for them hummingbirds that like to eavesdrop And fan out like peacocks with a parakeet that beat box So the sun rise when the beat drops And the sun dies when the beat stops Then it unties, then it relocks Then it relapsed, then it detox Then heat back like a heat pack On his knee caps of the weak spot Cause he want what we got, like yeah Then forge poetry like a young honory morrissey Then spit it to the golden locks thots Who like their porridge all watery Not scorching nor sorbity From the steel orbitings, sorcerer, sorcery Coming down gorgeously, just like a stacey dash waterfall A more torturing, a water boarding barbie doll A river of women like a brazilian carnival Swimming in feminine bikinis made out of barbasol Somebody give them the volleyballs If you love her, don't ever send her to mally mall's Homie if she lonely she might end up in macauly's claws Coming out the closet over goblets down at madri gras The fame, champagne, walk of shame lobby call My reposition was black condition of activism Ammunition for abolition, missions attacking systems But they not after listens, unless it's dropping on activision Are we apps or are we bodies filled with apparitions Operating applications, stuck inside a apple prison Chicken hack and download updates that lack religion Or are we more, than soil tainting, disloyal changelings Preoccupied with boy and goyle chasing And foiling other's royal saintings? I sit back and watch the world through the eye holes in my oil paintings Uh! Ain't nothin' to it but to do it Unless you virgin mary, nothin' do it but the truest Believe all that unless you jewish Life is not a dictionary, it's a thesaurus And I feel like a missionary to a clitoris The water bearer heir of traditions that I swear to never change My chair position or conditions of my porridge Submission for sedition against the religion of a chorus Keep them golden weave thieves out the motherfuckin' forest As I perform a nerve storm I prefer my pictures in word form Bury the hatchet like how a bird born As I paint cold pictures like kool-aid facing condensation Having conversations with flavorful combinations Slave to my concentration So that's oj the juiceman meets oj with two hands And two gloves, that's too snug To judge who was, who drew blood And, lupe look at all these toucans In a cemetery full of tomahawkes Giving middle fingers to the pigeons doing somersaults Road runners don't fall off cliffs, they run across Anomalies by the colonies flukes by the reservoir Wildin' pursuers end up as poofs on the desert floor Levitating youth so know the truth of where the fountain hides Bucaraa roof painting tunnels onto the mountain sides A thousands parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies Chocula counts by the counts of 5, refrigerator roof full of animals and monsters Incinerated shoes and the manual for contra Assorted memories from my childhood Absorbing energy from the wild woods Electronic combat konami sign contract Chinese char killing cucarachas on contact Chicago spread an aficionado Efficient spitting bridging divisions is in chicano Who's the boss? if isn't alyssa milano Dudikoff, ninja mission into the congo Polarize envy of the older guys Black obi, shinobi hittin' kenno in the face with all my throwin' knives Sub-zero guiding, hiding, riding in the pack as well Sound village, leaf village, wolf spirit, magic spells Dodging rain and catching hail Faces need samurais to catch the l Special research vessels made for catching whales Fillet-a-fish ships sea-shepherded peppered with extra sails Rewrite history, liberty needs a better bell Maybe hotter irons and carbon fibres that never fail Smarter science mixed with a odd alliance of fairytale Or maybe just a metal pail that you hit with a steel tools To announce that you've had enough and dropping out of seal school Just like trout jumping out they house to let they gills cool Cuba-scuba couldn't take the temperature of my skill pool I said it feels cool to kill fools Slipping through the cracks like when you trying to grill gruel Take no viking water bottle and not following pill rules Will have you off of the throttle when you should be modelin' chill mood Roller skater maker or are you just cobblin' wheel shoes Overweight taster of kings food that kills crews Oblivious feather-weight baker who autographed cakes Whenever his quill moves over your meal you Simple as a buddhist monk in a temple Standing in some heel groove with the abbot, practising stillness Real still til he realizes his realness Defeat samsara achieves nirvana and brilliance, yea

7years later, did I realized how I've missed all these golden lore

This is stupid.

The God Of Shenobi 👁️🔥

Top three lyrical feats of all time

Honestly, this is the best song I have ever heard.

There are no verses touching this verses in all of hip-hop! Lupe the Great!!!

Totally forgot bout this verse 🤦🏿‍♀️

The Best Verse In Hip Hop History🔥

I need more of these kind of Sonys in my life. any tips on similar?

Don't care what nobody say He Is One Of The Greatest MC To Ever Do it. Still listening to this in 2022 and it's still 🥵🔥🔥🔥

This is the anthem of Adonis Creed👊🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

"...Just to fall asleep, listening to Bach (bawk)." "Bawk", being the noise roosters make when "sounding the alarm" to chicken predators

On another note, is this the same sample from One Beer - MF DOOM?

Lyrical if course it's amazing and I hate to be that guy but.... don't people give Eminem shit because he just "raps"? Like I thought that's what we were here for

Bro. What?! Lupe got all the infinity stones with Sharingan and Rinnegan eyes combined lol naw this has to be a genjitsu. Shout out to Loop wit the Naruto references. Time to go to rap genius and debunk this. The little that I was able to catch was just Professor X Magneto insane! With this beat too? Eye feel like Lupe opened up the Multi Verse with Doctor Strange from recording this. Lmao this is just CRAZY dog...

This is excellence.

Boy this the closest lu got to enemy of the state lupe In a min

This is one of the best hip hop songs of all time

I actually just found dinosaurs in the Bible. Job Chpt 40 & 41.

Ok...its 2022...I've been listening to this song since 2015....and some of it still escapes me...I know that Lupe is painting a visual work of art in Word form, splashing his paint (words) across our individual walls (brains/minds)....I get that...but WHAT THE FUCK IS MY BOY SAYING IN TOTALITY...🤣🤣🤣....AM I OVERTHINKING THIS....I am usually good at catching bars but Lupe bewilders me maannn...GREATEST RAP SONG IN EXISTENCE IN MY OPINION...IT USED TO BE POET LAUREATE BY CANIBUS FOR ME...BUT LUPE SURPASSED THAT WITH THIS MONSTROSITY OF ARTISTIC BEAUTY...HIS FLOW IS UNTOUCABLE...THE PRODUCTION ITSELF REMINDS ME OF SOMETHING PAT METHENY WOULD DO IN THE JAZZ WORLD...NO DISRESPECT TO ANY OF THE GREAT MCS OUT THERE BUT LUPE IS DEFINITELY ON A TIER ALONE WHERE THE ONLY THING GREATER THAN HIM IS ALLAH...COME ON SOMEBODY BREAK DOWN THESE MEANINGS FOR YA OLD HEAD

Wowwwwww….. just finally got the hook: Love is L.ooking O.ver V.arious E.rrors And Hate is H.abitually A.ccelerating T.error E.verywhere but the mural. Took me long enough lol 🔥🔥🔥😑

Not the best but definitely one of em...

holy shit, this is too much, i'll come back to it later....my brain hurts