Luyện nghe bài hát Control (HOF)

[Intro: Big
I up
Yeah and I my time
take my time, whoa
Power moves only,

[Verse 1: Big
Boy I'm my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor
I had women on women, that's bunk bed bitches
I've done lived more than an eighty year old man kickin'
Cause they live for some moments, and I for a livin'
But this for the girls that let me get to first base
On some ground shit
Cause now I run my city on some hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' bitch like a drought but
You gon' get rain like it's May weather, G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
Champagne just tastes better, they told me I never boy, never say
Swear special like an infant's first steps
I got paid to reverse
Then I finally found a girl that stress
So now I'm to the reaper to reverse death
So I can it with my granddad, take him for a ride
Show him I made somethin' out and not just tried
Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour
No matter how far ahead I get, I always behind
In my mind, but fuck and not doin'
Cause not doin' is a nigga not doin'
I said fuck tryin' and not
Cause not is somethin' a nigga not doin'
I up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined
So I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid
Bitch I can't motherfuckin' stop
Go against me, you stop losin'
From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your
Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or
Yeah I know that shit ain't
They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we even got a mayor
You write name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone
I knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't long
We on, tryna be better than everybody that's than everybody
Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit everybody
I'm so first class, I could spit up on every pilot
The my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic
And I'm over niggas sayin' the hottest niggas
Then run to the hottest just to stay hot
I'm one of the hottest because I drop
Drop fire, and not because I'm name dropping, Hall of Fame
And I takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's
that ain't the way of an OG
So I G-O collect G's, every dollar
Never though, I'm just the new version of old me
Forever hot headed but never got feet
Got up in the game won't back at my old seats
Clique so deep we take up the street
I need a bitch so bad that she up my whole week, Sean Don

[Bridge: Lamar]
Miscellaneous minds are explainin' their minds
Devilish grin for my alias aliens to
Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you
I'm not fold or demise
(I don't smoke crack, I sell it!)
Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to melon
So if you have a relapse, just and pop in my disc
Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and you this

[Verse 2: Kendrick
Tell Flex to drop a bomb on shit
So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in shit
So many bombs, make Farrakhan Saddam in this bitch
One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on mom while she watchin' the kids
I'm in a destruction mode if the exists
I'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on
I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New
King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them
The all in your jugular, you take me for jokes
Live in the basement, church and funeral faces
Cartier for my women friends I'm in Vegas
Who the fuck y'all thought supposed to be?
If Phil Jackson came back, still no me
I'm uncoachable, I'm
Fuck y'all clubs, fuck pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts
dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt
This the flow that put the rap game on a crutch
seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons
Mollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay
A bunch of rich ass white lookin' for parties
Playin Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key
Judgement to the monarchy, to Paul McCartney
You me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley
(I don't smoke motherfucker I sell it)
I'm in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis
I'm straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me
You plan on stumpin' me? Bitch Ive been before you put a gun on me
Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean
James Bonding none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me
And I'm gonna get it if you're in the way
And if you're in it, run for Pete's sake
I heard the barbershops spittin' great debates all the
Bout who's the MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas
Eminem, Andre 3000, the of y'all
New niggas just new niggas, get involved
And I ain't rockin no designer shit
White Ts and Nike Cortez, this is red Corvettes
I'm usually homeboys with the same I'm rhymin' wit
But this is hip hop and them should know what time it is
And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT,
Pusha T, Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake
Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac
I got love for you all but I'm tryna you niggas
Tryna make sure your core fans never of you niggas
They dont wanna hear not one more noun or verb you niggas
is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high
Who jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive
Out the exit window of 5 G5s with 5
With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as tryna land
With the full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head
Is an option of violence, someone heard the said
That your is a latex condom hooked to a thread