Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Remix)

Uh,
King,
Zero!
I got it

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You are now havin' your sandwich
With mayonnaise, 808's, and a hand grenade
Cause any man could get played in my all in
I mean my flow words like the log in page, ugh
See how my last do?
I put my log in your girl we past words too
BM just sent me a DM and you be chasin' that hooker
You steady stalkin' her Twitter, she gave me face I booked her
She treat me like the Facebook logo, that's a slut
In other words, she f'in blew me cause I blew up
Acknowledge my is polished, cowards get power dropped
Man my flow could make a pilot apologize
I'm piling guys in a pile, a pile of guys on they
I silently swear I'll kill'em, I'm my vows
I'm shitting on them, I'm vitalizing my
Like I took a vitamin, something my bowels
Im the times two, I ain't inviting lies you should bow
(Paow, paow, paow) I'm taking in the dark
taking shots of the dog I'm taking shots at your thoughts
You can take these shots from a vet while I'm taking at your dogs
gon have to have me shackled and tackled at tabernacles
While havin my adams apple detached in a baptist
While attacked by the travelin javelin
While attached to a dragon a cage
niggas go trap me and while I'm laughing, while I'm lapping em
They as I'm passin em
Man I'm coming with the K, like the lackin
I'm Jordan from the free while every frame is in slow mo
And every fan in the stands got the head in they like "oh no"
Somebody get the promo, so somebody flick the
And stitch the logo, cause I'm bodying this shit bro bro
Get it? You don't get it? My nigga, you get it
I'm bodying this shit, his logo had his body in it.
Oh my ice tea, coco, ice cube, ice, Tom Cruise and Vanilla Sky
these guys that I'm hella nice, right
When I it tear wind, the air pin
I'm wicked son, these niggas buns like hair
Amateur, I scientifically handle
And you just Jodie, putting bikes together in your garage
Dammit dog, I this guy
I ain't talking no rapper, I said "fold the sky" nigga
In half and disperse the grin
As I write a in reverse that reverses the earth spin
You worse than a skid nigga who thing off then flee
I got a flow that can lock in and the wings off a flea
Yeah I'm a King, I'm I could never dream of defeat
I could Dr. King a while I Rodney King the beat
You playing the victim nigga, I'm saying the scriptures
You in denial like you bathe in Egyptian rivers
I wrote this in Hieroglyphics, I'm focused and I am
I hope that I just provoked you to notice I am different
I feel so blessed I should mention, I pushed the of extension
Much higher my of talent requires special attention
Kendrick I think you genius, J. Cole got these worried
Big is a southern killer, Wale is a visionary
Pusha been so long he truly defines a hustler
Meek did his time like a G, back home and shined on them suckas
mastered the facets of fashion
Snatching the essence of brandin his whole fam and a no man demanding a
This nigga nice on the mic and act
So many hits he around and brought light skin back
And Big Sean you did it, no you did it, no bullshitting
You putting the D on I see the future, no Warwick
Get it? Dion Warwick, I went to war wit critics like Jay
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 track killer, gotta that
I think rap back, nigga
King...