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 wanna hear pop and
Drunk' off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can watch from the
Safe from proclaimed legends that nobody wanna hear from
Scared? get a gun, come to peers? I got
Safe from bandwagon fans sit y'all asses in the spot
Y'all the same niggas made Jame$ hot
ain't to Kendrick Lamar, the nigga Kendrick got bars
I heard his shit and wasn't at all
And as it played I him say I wasn't mentioned with y'all
Joell it, only right I finish the job
So all that shit is revocable, an overview
Only noticeable is how you barely give me any quotables
I facts, not to say it's wack but check 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 on Biggie's grave, couldn't let that slip away
I'm in the ?......ready to and spray
Light Jay Elec ass up, my exhibit A
Bitch kill my vibe is what you wanna get
Drown him all in a swimmin' pool, full of and drool
You rentin' jewels with all the fascination?
But when I ask you bout' it my cross examination
is slimmin's to me, all these blemished mc's
Infamously it's 'bout image I see
But if it's bars, not about bread, the hell with the
Put you inside of the bullet, just to see a shell of
I mean uh, six been a testable
They action been incredible, this is the net'll do
Chick sendin' message to ain't get the sell
They ain't even artists and get paid per diem
You talkin' bars, then whole conversation changed
all the subliminals now nigga say a name
Some of these OG's I laugh at, y'all don't know me to ass
To me just one Joey that's bad ass
King of New York, my nigga it 5
it funky Drake washed you twice
Tell me ?....lie
Run up on Meek the silencer, nigga quiet down
Then ride off his intro playin'
I get hype to that shit dog I ride to the shit
With nightmares, I wanna be in the room him, lettin' the mag off
Know he Philly so I'm leavin' him with black thoughts
You talkin' bars better get help
They put they guts all on the track, they never get felt
Lot of tier rappers tryna rep for they belt
Nigga it's to this, dog you said it yourself
But check it, when it to control, I might of lost a bit
Law abiding citizen I'm comin' for all of it
Runnin' in your studio...engineer that it
Yes men supported it, any blog that reported it
Any artist he with, snuff whoever bought the shit
Whoever thought of it, his mentor taught him it
Interrupt with a sneeze, hiccup, fart, even or lick
If I got it twisted you enough to talk the shit
But the irony?, all inspire me
Y'all in a a lot of us aspire to be,
You just strivin' my G, tip my hat so y'all it's real
Fuck whoever mad, you just said how we all to feel
I know the game, try and get amped
Push the envelope, of us provided the stamp,
Great accessors wrote the letter, sealed it shut,
Some was nice before the percs, before a got tucked
It's Hip Hop, should blame on the mic niggas hands on
Shades that they wear, the club couches they on
Which the credibility with dead ability
Raise the bar you on par with 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 heard them alien voices, i'll knock the martian up dude
Seperate the from the timid, it's hip hop
Fuck if your car is lease or rented, at you in it
Foamin' at the lip, lookin' the yeast in women
Don't be most of y'all been a feast from the beginning
This is for B.I.G., suicidal thoughts, Coogi
for Nas, army jacket with the uzi in it
Not no shiny shit, this that 92 [?]
This for Hov's 92 bricks
For State Prop and Beans, to the Lox first burst on the scene
For Queens, Pac, even Edi
This for the Mobb and the purple tape, to Inspecta Deck
This for the labels nah, Wu said protect ya' neck
This ain't a diss, I wanna think it's fun y'all
And this for Big L, the that Joe found Pun on
This shit is for Stack, I talkin' a G
Nigga I'm talkin' a G!!...my talkin' on me
is for every livin' rapper ever walked in these streets
And any outsider that happen to think a portion is sweet
been killed for less 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, of us still take pride, check it
Limbs'll get crushed, hip adrenaline rush
get touched, so if you feminine hush
Project benches I trust, from syringes and dust
So who you named be mentioned with us
But wait, at least half of em', other half rapped
Doin' things to? Gather rapper 'round
See what happen when try to go toe to toe
This what when you let a blood bath overflow
Used to do lines, half em' didn't go blow for blow
I could overdose and still drag you comatose
This is lightweight, put the up
If we talkin' bars half of y'all should shut the up
This is lightweight, put the up
If we talkin' bars half of y'all should the fuck up