Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Remix)

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I ain't even gotta give too much thought
Joell Ortiz won war that he ever fought
ain't no different, I'm listening, you the king of New York?
Lil homie you ain't the king of New York, you the next on my fork
The messenger with all them rings on that
Carrying king's heads 'til I you in the chest
And you cough and fall into a pit
Homie, you know how many bodies fit?
When we met you said ''it's an honor, man, the man can spit''
that's why you left me out of that shit
Maybe that's why the ain't get dissed
Or maybe I'm not on your
You feel you ain't acknowledge my clique
way, I personal train this beat, it gotta get ripped
You rich can't respond with all the dollars you get
Gangsta can't retaliate with hollows and clips
And you fashion rappers the kind of jeans that hardly get zipped
So zip it, I got this shit, real hip hop in bitch
The apocalypse has fell upon us, the zombies I split
The walking dead, been a monster, shorty, I can get bit
And never turn, I'm immune to these y'all calling sick
I the red carpet holding my dick
And throw tomatoes at the podium for whack awards that y'all get
stand up and scream YAOWA then dip
And smack a legend on the way out of that
Cause I don't big up the
The elite can get it too, you all fit under my
You all victims, all chitlins a nigga trying to eat
see to it, y'all 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 harm these bars
It was brave, you took a chance like a Monopoly
Put telly you trying to check in, that property is ours
get a W on Broadway, I'm New York all day
Yeah, that's where the stay
You no hear oye?
A hundred Ricans running at you chief Okoye
time in Compton I was kicking it with Jorge
I rocked some cons out west like the boy Ye
But I don't king even though my name ring
And I had China in the Bay, we call
Rodeo to they telling you the same thing
Chico be in so much he can claim king
But that's the west coast, I'm this coast
leave the king of LA to Dre, I was this close
To stay at Aftermath, but lamped out a Genie
But Dre you such a gangster and [?] you're such a
And guess what, I'm a agent again if y'all never need me
But back to these bars, I'm hungry, this is gon' feed the needy
Y'all like grannys ziti, zucchini out in Tahiti
On Fiji with Erykah Badu's in a bikini (haaaa!)
Your chick is a Precious, my side chick is a RiRi
I fuck her and her out for fries in the panini
I a rap nigga, I'm a nigga that rap
Before this -- y'all saw the cypher, I ain't bringing that
Why I recycle bars when my mind is a flight 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 it, tell the planet try it
I turn this bitch into the Day without the lucky drunk pilot
I love competition, constructing a
Of destruction, Destructicons in the composition
I'm Optimus trucking your boulevard, just wishin'
That a screams so I can go on a bombing mission
You the bar high, I set the bar higher
You gon' learn though, inferno a bonfire