Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Freestyle)

Sure as the 70's man, I can throw a curve underhand
But for the streets, not Jam
ain't for the fans that wanna hear pop and snap
Drunk' off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can watch the back
Safe from self proclaimed legends nobody wanna hear from
Scared? get a gun, come to peers? I got
Safe from bandwagon fans sit y'all in the same spot
Y'all the niggas made Trinidad Jame$ hot
This ain't to Lamar, the nigga Kendrick got bars
I his shit and wasn't offended at all
And as it I heard him say I wasn't mentioned with y'all
started it, only right I finish the job
So all that shit is revocable, from an
Only thing is how you barely give me any quotables
I state facts, not to say wack but check the playback
Outrhymin' A$AP ain't me where ya' weight at
I'm on my shit today, you the of New York
You might as had spit on Biggie's grave, couldn't let that slip away
I'm in the ?......ready to click and
Light Jay ass up, that's my exhibit A
kill my vibe is what you wanna get into
Drown him all in a swimmin' pool, of phlem and drool
You rentin' jewels what's all the fascination?
But when I ask you bout' it that's my examination
This is slimmin's to me, all blemished mc's
Infamously 'bout who's image I see
But if it's bars, not bread, the hell with the wealth
Put you of the bullet, just to see a shell of yourself
I mean uh, six rappers a testable
They action been incredible, this is the net'll do
Chick sendin' to tricks ain't get the sell
They ain't even artists and they get paid per
You talkin' bars, then this whole changed
Fuck all the now nigga say a name
Some of OG's I laugh at, y'all don't know me to half ass
To me it's just one Joey bad ass
of New York, my nigga stop it 5
Keep it funky washed you twice
me ?....lie around
Run up on Meek with the silencer, nigga down
Then ride off with his playin'
Cause I get hype to that shit dog I to the shit
With nightmares, I wanna be in the with him, lettin' the mag off
Know he love so I'm leavin' him with black thoughts
You talkin' nigga better get help
They put they guts all on the track, still they get felt
Lot of lower tier tryna rep for they belt
Nigga levels to this, dog you said it yourself
But it, when it comes to control, I might of lost a bit
Law abiding style I'm comin' for all of it
Runnin' in your studio...engineer that it
Yes men that supported it, any blog reported it
Any artist he with, snuff whoever bought the shit
Whoever thought of it, his mentor taught him it
with a sneeze, hiccup, fart, even cough or lick
If I got it twisted you dumb enough to the shit
But the irony?, y'all all me
Y'all in a spot a lot of us to be,
You just strivin' my G, tip my hat so y'all know it's
Fuck whoever mad, you said how we all suppose to feel
I know the game, try and get amped
Push the envelope, of us provided the stamp,
accessors wrote the letter, others sealed it shut,
Some was nice before the percs, a mill got tucked
It's Hip Hop, should blame on the mic niggas hands on
Shades that they wear, the couches they stand on
Which makes the with dead ability
Raise the bar like you on par with this level of
...? runnin' rebel artillery, with at the 2
What sparrin' wanna do?
Get to with a spartan, play it cool
I heard them voices, i'll knock the martian up outta dude
Seperate the beast from the timid, hip hop
Fuck if your car is lease or rented, at you in it
Foamin' at the lip, like the yeast in women
Don't be fictitious most of y'all been a feast from the
This is for B.I.G., suicidal thoughts, Coogi
This for Nas, jacket with the uzi in it
Not no shiny shit, this that 92 [?]
This for missin' 92 bricks
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, to Inspecta Deck
This ain't for the nah, Wu said protect ya' neck
This ain't a diss, I don't think it's fun y'all
And this for Big L, the block that Joe Pun on
This shit is for Stack, I ain't a G
Nigga I'm talkin' a G!!...my nigga on me
This is for every livin' ever walked in these streets
And any outsider that happen to that a portion is sweet
Niggas been killed for and got a coffin' for free
If you ever been in the hood, then we all agree
This for every nigga took what you said in stride,
I couldn't abide, some of us still take pride, it
get crushed, hip hop's adrenaline rush
Men'll get touched, so if you hush
Project benches I trust, from syringes and dust
So who you named shouldn't be mentioned us
But wait, at least half of em', other rapped around
things to? Gather every rapper 'round
See what when niggas try to go toe to toe
This what happen when you let a blood overflow
Used to do lines, half em' didn't go blow for blow
I could overdose and drag you niggas comatose
This is lightweight, put the up
If we talkin' bars of y'all should shut the fuck up
is lightweight, put the bucks up
If we talkin' bars half of y'all shut the fuck up