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 at seventeen; this prisons a beast
And we eat but government dont give a shit
As long as police see, 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 thinking of adapting a new plan
To grab the and take the world in my hands
I hope you understand, ten to four, I the tube
Same showing 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 back? They hitting
The trends, media sweeps then were all fine
Thats why I, watch news cause its full of lies

(Hook)

I gangs can be positive
It just has to be
And it has to steer away from self-destructive
To self productive
I think this country was 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

(Verse 2: Orelias)

Me and my homies mobbing down the
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 revolution, most wouldnt know the code
If I make songs for club, it feels like my sold
Standing on a middle ground, nowhere to go
Cause you know, these cops give a damn about a
Pull a strap, say you back; hes the hero
matter if you rap or not, have a wrap or not
Exercise control and those Glocks cocked
Scream out your aight? I know, I bring it raw
Dodging the law, how do we the pin?
When stand your ground, and frisk is the same shit
Used to target me, probably be the end of me
Im hearing stop the violence but 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 away being self-destructive
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- those are
360 myself I exercise control

(Outro)

are we going? Where are we headed?
Because believe me, it always the police.
two sides 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 fight the powers 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
Im headed could be a rocky road.
Shit, this old world is fast, a new one
slow but fsho, you better exercise control
Before THEY control, ya dig?
Rebel with a cause and THEY it