Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Remix)

Uh,
King,
Zero!
I got it

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You are now your sandwich made
With extra mayonnaise, 808's, and a grenade
Cause any man get played in my all in phase
I mean my flow pass words the log in page, ugh
See how my words do?
I put my log in your cause we past words too
BM just sent me a DM and you be chasin' that hooker
You steady stalkin' her Twitter, she me face when I booked her
She me like the Facebook logo, that's a true slut
In other words, she f'in blew me cause I blew up
Acknowledge my knowledge is polished, cowards get power
Man my flow could make a suicide apologize
I'm piling guys in a pile, a of guys on they pals
I swear I'll kill'em, I'm finalizing my vows
I'm shitting on them, I'm vitalizing my
Like I took a vitamin, something vitializing my
Im the truth two, I ain't inviting lies you should bow
(Paow, paow, paow) I'm shots in the dark
While taking shots of the dog I'm taking at your thoughts
You can take these from a vet while I'm taking shots at your dogs
They gon have to have me shackled and tackled at
havin my adams apple detached in a baptist chapel
While by the fastest travelin javelin
While attached to a dragging a cage
These niggas go trap me and I'm laughing, while I'm lapping em
colaspe as I'm passin em
Man I'm coming with the K, like the potassium
I'm Jordan the free throw while every frame is in slow mo
And every fan in the stands got the in they hands like "oh no"
Somebody get the promo, so flick the photo
And somebody stitch the logo, cause I'm bodying this bro bro
Get it? You get it? My nigga, you gotta get it
I'm this shit, his logo had his whole body in it.
Oh my ice tea, coco, ice cube, vanilla ice, Tom and Vanilla Sky
Tell these guys that I'm hella nice,
When I spit it wind, the air pin
I'm wicked son, these buns like hair pins
Amateur, I scientifically handle
And you just Jodie, putting bikes together in your garage
Dammit dog, I fold guy
I ain't talking no rapper, I said "fold the sky" nigga
In half and disperse the grin
As I write a verse in reverse that reverses the spin
You worse than a nigga who popped thing off then flee
I got a flow that can in and knock the wings off a flea
Yeah I'm a King, I'm elite I could never of defeat
I could Dr. a speech while I Rodney King the beat
You playing the nigga, I'm saying the vicious scriptures
You in denial like you bathe in Egyptian rivers
I wrote this in Hieroglyphics, I'm and I am gifted
I hope that I just you to notice that I am different
I feel so blessed I mention, I pushed the depths of extension
Much my type of talent requires special attention
I think you genius, J. Cole got these niggas worried
Big KRIT is a southern killer, is a visionary
Pusha been so long he truly defines a hustler
Meek did his time a G, came back home and shined on them suckas
A$AP the facets of fashion
Snatching the essence of his whole fam and a no man demanding a presence
This nigga Drake on the mic and act
So many hits he fucked around and brought light skin
And Big Sean you did it, no you really did it, no
You the D on I could see the future, no Warwick
Get it? Warwick, I went to war wit critics like Jay Eleca'
Let him see my exhibit, get it? C
I exquisitely a segway to Tyler, my future's odd, I salute you dog
Mac Miller, young white boy killer, gotta feel that
I think real rap back,
King...