Luyện nghe bài hát Exercise Control

(Piano Intro)

(Verse 1: Orelias)

Let me start off bat, Im not a cat
I want you to see where my conscious at
No and no peace, too many mamas in tears
Sons at seventeen; this prisons a beast
And we gotta eat but dont give a shit
As as police see, less and less niggas breathe
It seems like every month theres a tragedy
getting shot up or shot down, dont faze me
Not that I dont care, its the way the hood me
But lately, Ive been thinking of adapting a new
To grab the and take the world in my hands
I hope you understand, ten to four, I watched the
Same tube showing you a black worthless
Shows us cuffed up, buck, hearses-the pain
I put in everything, if we could link up gang
When will we fight back? They kids
The story trends, media sweeps then were all
Thats why I, dont news cause its full of lies

(Hook)

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

(Verse 2: Orelias)

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

(Hook)

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

(Outro)

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