Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Freestyle)

Sure as the 70's number man, I can throw a curve
But for the streets, not Jam
This ain't for the fans that hear pop and snap
Drunk' off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can watch the back
Safe from self proclaimed legends that nobody wanna from
Scared? get a gun, to peers? I got none
Safe from bandwagon fans sit y'all in the same spot
the same niggas made Trinidad Jame$ hot
This ain't to Kendrick Lamar, the Kendrick got bars
I his shit and wasn't offended at all
And as it played I heard him say I wasn't with y'all
Joell started it, only right I the job
So all that shit is revocable, from an
Only thing noticeable is how you barely give me any
I state facts, not to say it's wack but the playback
Outrhymin' ain't showin' me where ya' weight at
I'm on my shit today, you the of New York
You might as well had spit on Biggie's grave, couldn't let that away
I'm in the ?......ready to and spray
Light Jay Elec ass up, my exhibit A
Bitch kill my is what you wanna get into
Drown him all in a swimmin' pool, of phlem and drool
You jewels what's with all the fascination?
But when I ask you bout' it that's my examination
is slimmin's to me, all these blemished mc's
Infamously it's 'bout who's I see
But if it's bars, not about bread, the with the wealth
Put you inside of the bullet, just to see a of yourself
I mean uh, six been a testable
They action been incredible, is what the net'll do
Chick sendin' message to tricks get the sell
They even artists and they get paid per diem
You talkin' bars, then this conversation changed
all the subliminals now nigga say a name
Some of these OG's I laugh at, y'all don't me to half ass
To me just one Joey that's bad ass
of New York, my nigga stop it 5
Keep it funky Drake you twice
Tell me ?....lie
Run up on Meek with the silencer, quiet down
ride off with his intro playin'
Cause I get hype to that dog I ride to the shit
With nightmares, I be in the room with him, lettin' the mag off
Know he love Philly so I'm him with black thoughts
You talkin' bars nigga get help
They put they guts all on the track, still they never get
Lot of lower tier tryna rep for they belt
Nigga it's levels to this, dog you said it
But check it, when it comes to control, I might of a bit
Law abiding citizen style I'm for all of it
in your studio...engineer that recorded it
Yes men that supported it, any blog that it
Any artist he tour with, snuff bought the shit
Whoever of it, his mentor whoever taught him it
Interrupt with a sneeze, hiccup, fart, even or lick
If I got it twisted you dumb to talk the shit
But the irony?, all inspire me
Y'all in a a lot of us aspire to be,
You just my G, tip my hat so y'all know it's real
Fuck whoever mad, you just said how we all suppose to
I know the game, try and get amped
the envelope, some of us provided the stamp,
Great accessors wrote the letter, sealed it shut,
was nice before the percs, before a mill got tucked
It's Hip Hop, should on the mic these niggas hands on
that they wear, the club couches they stand on
Which makes the credibility with ability
Raise the bar like you on par with this level of
...? runnin' artillery, with augment at the 2
What sparrin' y'all do?
Get to argue with a spartan, it cool
I heard alien voices, i'll knock the martian up outta dude
the beast from the timid, it's hip hop
Fuck if car is lease or rented, at least you in it
Foamin' at the lip, lookin' the yeast in women
Don't be fictitious most of y'all been a from the beginning
This is for B.I.G., thoughts, Coogi printed
for Nas, army jacket with the uzi in it
Not no shiny shit, this that 92 [?]
This for Hov's missin' 92
For Prop and Beans, to when the Lox first burst on the scene
For Queens, Pac, Edi Amean
This for the Mobb and the purple tape, word to Inspecta
This ain't for the labels nah, Wu said ya' neck
This ain't a diss, I don't think it's fun y'all
And for Big L, the block that Joe found Pun on
This shit is for Stack, I ain't a G
I'm talkin' a G!!...my nigga talkin' on me
This is for every livin' rapper ever in these streets
And any outsider that happen to think a portion is sweet
Niggas been killed for and got a coffin' for free
If you ever been in the hood, then we all should
for every nigga that took what you said in stride,
I couldn't abide, some of us take pride, check it
Limbs'll get crushed, hip hop's rush
Men'll get touched, so if you hush
Project benches I trust, came syringes and dust
So who you named be mentioned with us
But wait, at half of em', other half rapped around
Doin' things to? Gather rapper 'round
See what happen when try to go toe to toe
This what happen you let a blood bath overflow
Used to do lines, half em' didn't wanna go for blow
I could overdose and drag you niggas comatose
is lightweight, put the bucks up
If we talkin' bars half of y'all shut the fuck up
This is lightweight, put the up
If we talkin' bars half of y'all should the fuck up