Luyện nghe bài hát Exercise Control

(Piano Intro)

(Verse 1: Orelias)

Let me off bat, Im not a conscious cat
I just want you to see my conscious at
No and no peace, too many mamas in tears
Sons deceased at seventeen; this a beast
And we gotta eat but government give a shit
As long as police see, less and less niggas
It seems like every single theres a tragedy
Somebody shot up or shot down, dont faze me
Not that I care, its the way the hood made me
But lately, Ive thinking of adapting a new plan
To the youth and take the world in my hands
I you understand, ten to four, I watched the tube
Same tube you a black lifes worthless
Shows us cuffed up, buck buck, pain
I put in everything, if we link up every gang
When will we fight back? hitting kids
The story trends, media then were all fine
Thats why I, dont watch news its full of lies

(Hook)

I gangs can be positive
It has to be organized
And it has to away from being self-destructive
To self productive
I think this was built on gangs
I think this country is run on gangs
Republicans,
The police department, the FBI, the CI- those are
360 then I exercise control

(Verse 2: Orelias)

Me and my mobbing down the block
I stop; ask myself, how bodies gotta drop?
I hear, God dont like ugly but isnt fond of pretty
So our hands embrace heat, incase the streets get
If I talk revolution, most wouldnt the code
If I make songs for club, it feels my souls sold
Standing on a middle ground, with to go
you know, these cops give a damn about a Negro
Pull a strap, say you shot hes the hero
Doesnt matter if you rap or not, have a or not
Exercise and keep those Glocks cocked
Scream out your aight? I know, I bring it raw
Dodging the law, how do we avoid the
When stand ground, stop and frisk is the same shit
Used to target me, honestyll be the end of me
Im hearing stop the but that cant be
As long as we dont at ourselves, as a society

(Hook)

I think can be positive
It has to be organized
And it has to steer from being self-destructive
To being productive
I think this was built on gangs
I think this country is run on gangs
Republicans,
The police department, the FBI, the CI- those are
360 myself then I exercise

(Outro)

Where are we going? Where are we
Because believe me, it isnt the police.
Theres two to every story, three if the truths told
In the backseat, headed unknown
All alone, my innocence will soon be
No permanent friends, no enemies just permanent interest.
Its time to the powers that be; let em know
We have peace until niggas get a piece too
Were taught our only to be deceased
Look, Ill be what you need me to be just
Where Im headed be a rocky road.
Shit, this old is crumbling fast, a new one
Coming but fsho, you better exercise control
Before THEY control, ya dig?
Rebel with a cause and hate it