Luyện nghe bài hát Exercise Control

(Piano Intro)

(Verse 1: Orelias)

Let me off bat, Im not a conscious cat
I want you to see where my conscious at
No justice and no peace, too mamas in tears
deceased at seventeen; this prisons a beast
And we gotta eat but government dont give a
As long as police see, and less niggas breathe
It seems like every single month theres a
getting shot up or shot down, dont faze me
Not that I care, its the way the hood made me
But lately, Ive been thinking of a new plan
To grab the youth and 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 could link up every
When will we fight They hitting kids
The story trends, media sweeps then all fine
Thats why I, dont watch cause its full of lies

(Hook)

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

(Verse 2: Orelias)

Me and my mobbing down the block
I stop; ask myself, how many gotta drop?
I hear, God dont like ugly but isnt fond of pretty
So our hands embrace heat, the streets get cold
If I talk revolution, most wouldnt the code
If I make songs for club, it feels like my sold
Standing on a middle ground, nowhere to go
Cause you know, 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 control and keep those cocked
Scream out your rights; I know, I bring it raw
the law, how do we avoid the pin?
When your ground, stop and frisk is the same shit
to target me, honestyll probably be the end of me
Im hearing the violence but that cant be
As long as we dont look at ourselves, as a

(Hook)

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

(Outro)

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