Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Freestyle)

Sure as the 70's number man, I can throw a underhand
But for the streets, not Jam
This for the fans that wanna hear pop and snap
Drunk' off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can watch from the
Safe from self proclaimed legends that nobody wanna from
get a gun, come to peers? I got none
Safe from bandwagon fans sit y'all asses in the same
Y'all the same niggas made Jame$ hot
This to Kendrick Lamar, the nigga Kendrick got bars
I heard his shit and offended at all
And as it played I heard him say I mentioned with y'all
Joell started it, only I finish the job
So all that shit is revocable, an overview
Only thing noticeable is how you give me any quotables
I state facts, not to say wack but check the playback
Outrhymin' A$AP ain't showin' me 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 and spray
Jay Elec ass up, that's my exhibit A
Bitch kill my vibe is what you get into
Drown him all in a swimmin' pool, full of phlem and
You rentin' jewels what's all the fascination?
But when I ask you it that's my cross examination
is slimmin's to me, all these blemished mc's
Infamously 'bout who's image I see
But if it's bars, not bread, the hell with the wealth
Put you inside of the bullet, just to see a of yourself
I mean uh, six rappers a testable
They action been incredible, is what the net'll do
Chick sendin' message to ain't get the sell
They ain't even artists and they get paid per
You talkin' bars, then this whole conversation
Fuck all the now nigga say a name
Some of these I laugh at, y'all don't know me to half ass
To me it's one Joey that's bad ass
King of New York, my stop it 5
it funky Drake washed you twice
Tell me ?....lie
Run up on Meek with the silencer, nigga down
Then ride off with his playin'
Cause I get hype to that dog I ride to the shit
nightmares, I wanna be in the room with him, lettin' the mag off
Know he Philly so I'm leavin' him with black thoughts
You talkin' bars nigga better get
They put they guts all on the track, still never get felt
Lot of lower rappers tryna rep for they belt
Nigga it's levels to this, dog you it yourself
But check it, it comes to control, I might of lost a bit
Law abiding citizen I'm comin' for all of it
in your studio...engineer that recorded it
Yes men that supported it, any that reported it
Any artist he with, snuff whoever bought the shit
Whoever of it, his mentor whoever taught him it
Interrupt with a sneeze, hiccup, fart, cough or lick
If I got it you dumb enough to talk the shit
But the irony?, all inspire me
Y'all in a spot a lot of us to be,
You just strivin' my G, tip my hat so know it's real
Fuck whoever mad, you just how we all suppose to feel
I the game, some'll try and get amped
the envelope, some of us provided the stamp,
Great accessors wrote the letter, others it shut,
Some was before the percs, before a mill got tucked
It's Hip Hop, should on the mic these niggas hands on
Shades that they wear, the club couches they on
Which makes the credibility with ability
Raise the bar like you on par this level of agility
...? runnin' rebel artillery, augment at the 2
sparrin' y'all wanna do?
Get to argue with a spartan, play it
I them alien voices, i'll knock the martian up outta dude
Seperate the beast from the timid, hip hop
if your car is lease or rented, at least you in it
Foamin' at the lip, lookin' the yeast in women
Don't be fictitious of y'all been a feast from the beginning
This is for B.I.G., suicidal thoughts, printed
This for Nas, army jacket the uzi in it
Not no shiny shit, this that 92 [?]
This for Hov's missin' 92
For State Prop and Beans, to when the Lox first burst on the
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 a diss, I don't wanna think it's fun y'all
And this for Big L, the block that Joe Pun on
This shit is for Stack, I talkin' a G
Nigga I'm talkin' a G!!...my nigga on me
This is for every livin' rapper ever walked in streets
And any outsider that to think that a portion is sweet
Niggas killed for less and got a coffin' for free
If you ever been in the hood, then we all should
This for every nigga that took you said in stride,
I abide, some of us still take pride, check it
Limbs'll get crushed, hip adrenaline 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 least half of em', other half rapped
Doin' to? Gather every rapper 'round
See happen when niggas try to go toe to toe
This what when you let a blood bath overflow
Used to do lines, half em' didn't wanna go for blow
I overdose and still drag you niggas comatose
is lightweight, put the bucks up
If we talkin' bars half of y'all should the fuck up
This is lightweight, put the up
If we talkin' bars half of y'all should the fuck up