Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Remix)

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I ain't even gotta give this too much
Joell Ortiz won every war that he ever
This ain't no different, I'm listening, you the of New York?
Lil homie you ain't the of New York, you the next thing on my fork
The messenger with all them rings on that
Carrying heads 'til I kick you in the chest
And you cough and fall a bottomless pit
Homie, you know how many that fit?
When we met you ''it's an honor, man, the YAOWA man can spit''
Maybe that's why you left me out of shit
Maybe that's why the ain't get dissed
Or maybe I'm not on radar
You feel you ain't gotta acknowledge my
Either way, I personal train this beat, it gotta get
You rich rappers respond with all the dollars you get
Gangsta rappers retaliate 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 immune to rappers y'all calling sick
I stomped the red carpet my dick
And throw at the podium for whack awards that y'all niggas get
Then stand up and YAOWA then dip
And smack a legend on the way out of bitch
Cause I big up the elite
The can get it too, you all fit under my feet
You all victims, all chitlins a nigga trying to eat
I'll see to it, y'all missing like a whino nigga
can get it
Old nigga, new nigga, him nigga, you
One nigga, two nigga, a few
I do niggas harm with these
It was brave, you a chance like a Monopoly card
Put that telly you trying to check in, that is ours
Can't get a W on Broadway, I'm New all day
Yeah, that's where the stay
You no hear oye?
A hundred Ricans running at you chief like
Last time in Compton I was kicking it with
I rocked with some 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
Rodeo to Daygo they telling you the same
Chico be in Sacramento so much he can king
But the west coast, I'm from this coast
leave the king of LA to Dre, I was this close
To at Aftermath, but lamped out like a Genie
But Dre you such a gangster and [?] such a sweetie
And guess what, I'm a free again if y'all never 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 Fiji with Erykah booty in a bikini (haaaa!)
Your main 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 -- saw the cypher, I ain't bringing that back
Why should I recycle when my mind is a flight to Mars?
And any force I came across was like rhyming inside a
With the Universe on my back, your human version is
I grab my extraterrestrial testicles I rap
And tell Earth suck it, the planet try it
I turn this bitch into the Independence Day without the lucky drunk
I love competition, constructing a
Of destruction, putting Destructicons in the
I'm Prime trucking your boulevard, just wishin'
That a star screams so I can go on a bombing
You the bar high, I set the bar higher
You learn though, inferno scorch a bonfire