Luyện nghe bài hát Control (HOF)

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

1: Big Sean]
Boy I'm 'bout my on business, I drink liquor on liquor
I had women on women, yeah bunk bed bitches
I've done lived more than an eighty year old man kickin'
Cause they for some moments, and I live for a livin'
But for the girls that barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball
Cause now I run my city on town hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a but
You gon' get this rain it's May weather, G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
Champagne just tastes better, they me I never boy, never say never
Swear flow special 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 kick it my granddad, take him for a ride
Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just
Show him the I bought the fam, let him tour inside
No matter how far ahead I get, I feel behind
In my mind, but tryin' and not doin'
Cause not doin' is somethin' a 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 until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that vid
Bitch I can't stop movin'
Go against me, you won't stop
From the city where every month is May-Day at home, your dome
get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan
Yeah I know that shit ain't
They say that Detroit got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor
You your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone
I knew the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long
We on, tryna be better than everybody better than everybody
Rep Detroit, everybody, versus 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 because I flame drop
Drop fire, and not because I'm dropping, Hall of Fame droppin'
And I takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's
Cause ain't the way of an OG
So I G-O collect more G's, dollar
Never though, I'm just the new version of old me
Forever hot headed but never got cold
Got up in the game won't look at my old seats
Clique so deep we take up the whole
I need a bitch so bad that she take up my week, Sean Don

Kendrick Lamar]
Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' minds
Devilish grin for my aliens to respond
Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe you get old you realize
I'm not fold or demise
(I don't crack, motherfucker I sell it!)
Bitch, everything I rap is a piece to your melon
So if you have a relapse, just and pop in my disc
pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this

2: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this
So many bombs, ring the like Vietnam in this shit
So many bombs, make Farrakhan think Saddam in this
One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on mom while she watchin' the kids
I'm in a destruction if the gold exists
I'm like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork
I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the of New York
King of the Coast, one hand, I them both
The all in your jugular, you take me for jokes
Live in the basement, church and funeral faces
Cartier bracelets for my women friends I'm in
Who the fuck y'all thought supposed to be?
If Phil Jackson back, still no coachin' me
I'm uncoachable, I'm
Fuck y'all clubs, y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts
Gobble up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt
This the flow that put the rap game on a crutch
I've seen niggas transform like villain
Mollies'll prolly these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan
A of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties
with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key
Judgement to the monarchy, to Paul McCartney
You called me a Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley
(I don't crack motherfucker I sell it)
I'm dressed in all black, is not for the fan of Elvis
I'm aimin' for your pelvis, you can't stomach me
You plan on stumpin' me? Bitch Ive jumped before you put a gun on me
I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery
James Bonding with 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, better run for Pete's
I the barbershops spittin' great debates all the time
Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, and Nas
Eminem, 3000, the rest of y'all
New niggas just new niggas, don't get
And I ain't rockin no designer shit
Ts and Nike Cortez, this is red Corvettes anonymous
I'm usually with the same niggas 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 murder you
Tryna make your core fans never heard of you niggas
They dont wanna hear not one more noun or verb you niggas
What is competition? I'm tryna the bar high
Who jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive
Out the exit window of 5 G5s 5 grand
With granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land
the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that in his head
Is an option of violence, someone the stewardess said
That your parachute is a latex hooked to a thread