Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Remix)

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I ain't even gotta give this too much
Joell Ortiz won every war he ever fought
This no different, I'm listening, you the king of New York?
Lil you ain't the king of New York, you the next thing on my fork
The messenger with all them rings on that
Carrying king's heads I kick you in the chest
And you cough and fall a bottomless pit
Homie, you know how bodies that fit?
When we met you ''it's an honor, man, the YAOWA man can spit''
that's why you left me out of that shit
Maybe that's why the Slaughterhouse ain't get
Or maybe I'm not on radar
You feel you ain't gotta acknowledge my
Either way, I personal train this beat, it get ripped
You rich rappers respond with all the dollars you get
Gangsta rappers can't with hollows and clips
And you fashion rappers wear the kind of jeans that hardly get
So zip it, I got this shit, real hip hop in bitch
The apocalypse has upon us, watch the zombies I split
The walking dead, been a monster, shorty, I can get bit
And never turn, I'm to these rappers y'all calling sick
I stomped the red carpet holding my
And tomatoes at the podium for whack awards that y'all niggas get
stand up and scream YAOWA then dip
And smack a legend on the way out of bitch
I don't big up the elite
The elite can get it too, you all fit my feet
You all victims, all when a nigga trying to eat
I'll see to it, missing like a whino nigga teeth
can get it
Old nigga, new nigga, him nigga, you
One nigga, two nigga, a few
I do niggas with these bars
It was brave, you took a chance like a card
Put that telly you to check in, that property is ours
Can't get a W on Broadway, I'm New all day
Yeah, that's where the boss
You no hear that
A hundred Ricans running at you chief Okoye
Last in Compton I was kicking it with Jorge
I rocked some cons out west like the boy Ye
But I don't claim king even though my ring
And I had China in the Bay, we call
to Daygo they telling you the same thing
Chico be in Sacramento so much he can king
But that's the west coast, I'm from this
I'll leave the king of LA to Dre, I was close
To stay at Aftermath, but out like a Genie
But Dre you such a gangster and [?] you're a sweetie
And guess what, I'm a free agent again if y'all need me
But back to these bars, I'm hungry, this beat is gon' the needy
Y'all like grannys ziti, zucchini out in Tahiti
On with Erykah Badu's booty in a bikini (haaaa!)
main chick is a Precious, my side chick is a RiRi
I fuck her and take her out for in the panini
I ain't a rap nigga, I'm a that rap
Before this -- y'all saw the cypher, I ain't that back
Why should I recycle bars when my mind is a to Mars?
And any force I came was like rhyming inside a star
With the Universe on my back, human version is wack
I grab my extraterrestrial testicles I rap
And tell Earth suck it, the planet try it
I this bitch into the Independence Day without the lucky drunk pilot
I competition, constructing a composition
Of destruction, Destructicons in the composition
I'm Optimus trucking your boulevard, just wishin'
That a star so I can go on a bombing mission
You raise the bar high, I set the bar
You gon' learn though, inferno a bonfire