Luyện nghe bài hát Control (Remix)

Uh,
King,
Zero!
I got it

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You are now your sandwich made
With mayonnaise, 808's, and a hand grenade
Cause any man get played in my all in phase
I mean my flow pass like the log in page, ugh
See how my last do?
I put my log in your girl cause we words too
Your BM just sent me a DM and you be that hooker
You steady stalkin' her Twitter, she me face when I booked her
She treat me the Facebook logo, that's a true slut
In other words, she f'in blew me cause I blew up
my knowledge is polished, cowards get power dropped
Man my could make a suicide pilot apologize
I'm piling in a pile, a pile of guys on they pals
I silently swear I'll kill'em, I'm my vows
I'm shitting on them, I'm my bowels
Like I took a vitamin, something my bowels
Im the truth times two, I ain't inviting lies you bow
(Paow, paow, paow) I'm shots 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 shots at your dogs
They gon have to have me shackled and at tabernacles
While havin my apple detached in a baptist chapel
While by the fastest travelin javelin
While attached to a dragon a cage
These niggas go trap me and while I'm laughing, while I'm em
They as I'm passin em
Man I'm coming with the K, the lackin potassium
I'm Jordan from the free throw while every is in slow mo
And every fan in the stands got the head in hands like "oh no"
Somebody get the promo, so somebody the photo
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, vanilla ice, Tom Cruise and Sky
Tell these guys that I'm nice, right
When I it tear wind, the air pin
I'm wicked son, these niggas buns like pins
Amateur, I scientifically bars
And you just Jodie, putting together in your man's garage
Dammit dog, I fold guy
I talking 'bout no rapper, I said "fold the sky" nigga
In and disperse the worse grin
As I write a verse in that reverses the earth spin
You worse than a nigga who popped 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 elite I could never dream of
I Dr. King a speech while I Rodney King the beat
You playing the nigga, I'm saying the vicious scriptures
You niggas in denial like you in Egyptian rivers
I this in Hieroglyphics, I'm focused and I am gifted
I hope that I just provoked you to that I am different
I feel so blessed I mention, I pushed the depths of extension
Much higher my type of talent special attention
Kendrick I think you genius, J. Cole got these worried
Big KRIT is a southern killer, is a visionary
Pusha been pushing so long he defines a hustler
Meek did his time like a G, came home and shined on them suckas
mastered the facets of fashion
Snatching the essence of his whole fam and a no man demanding a presence
This nigga nice on the mic and act
So many hits he fucked around and brought light back
And Big Sean you did it, no you really did it, no
You putting the D on I could see the future, no
Get it? Warwick, I went to war wit critics like Jay Eleca'
Let him see my exhibit, get it? C
I exquisitely make a segway to Tyler, my odd, I salute you dog
Mac Miller, white boy track killer, gotta feel that
I think real rap back,
King...