Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Control (Freestyle)

Soul as the 70's man, I can throw a curve underhand
for the streets, not Summer Jam
This ain't for the fans that wanna hear pop and
Drunk off Ciroc and the Yak, all can watch from the back
This ain't for self proclaimed legends that wanna hear from
Scared? get a gun, come to peers, I got
This for bandwagon fans sit y'all asses in the same spot
Y'all the same niggas made Jame$ hot
This ain't to Lamar, the nigga Kendrick got bars
I heard his shit and wasn't at all
And as it played I heard him say I wasn't mentioned with
Joell started it, right I finish the job
So all that shit is revocable, an overview
thing noticeable is how he barely gave me any quotables
I state facts, not to say it's wack but the playback
Outrhyming A$AP ain't showing me where weight at
I'm on my shit today, you the king of New
You might as well had spit on Biggie's grave, couldn't let that away
I'm in the ? Club with the pen, ready to click and
Jay Elec ass up, that's my Exhibit A
Bitch kill my vibe is you wanna get into
Drown em all in a swimming pool, full of and drool
You renting jewels what's with all the
So when I ask you 'bout it my cross examination
This a to me, all these blemished MC's
Infamously it's image I see
But if bars, not about bread, to hell with the wealth
Put you of the bullet, just to see a shell of yourself
I mean uh, since rap has been accessible, they action regrettable
This is what the do
Chick sending to tricks ain't get to see 'em
They ain't even artists and get paid per diem
We talking bars, this whole conversation changed
Fuck all the subliminals now nigga names
Some of these OG's I laugh at, y'all don't know me to ass
To me it's one Joey that's bad ass
of New York, my nigga stop it 5
Keep it funky Drake washed you
Tell me Tyler fire with saliva? I reply don't bring a lie around
Run up on Meek with the silencer, quiet down
Then off with his intro playing
I get hype to that shit dog I ride to the shit
With nightmares, I be at the root of em with the mag off
Know he love Philly so I'm leavin' him with Black
You bars nigga better get help
They put they all on the track, still they never get felt
Lot of lower tier tryna rep for they belt
Nigga levels to this, dog you said it yourself
But check it, it comes to control, I might of lost a bit
Law citizen style I'm coming for all of it
Running in your studio...engineer that it
Yes men supported it, any blog that reported it
Any artist he tour with, snuff whoever the shit
Whoever thought of it, his mentor taught him it
Interrupt with a sneeze, hiccup, fart, even or lick
If I got it twisted you to contort the shit
But the irony, all inspire me
Y'all in a a lot of us aspire to be,
You just my G, tip my hat so y'all know it's real
whoever mad, you just said how we all suppose to feel
I know the game, some'll try and get
Push the envelope, some of us the stamp,
Predecessors wrote the letter, others it shut,
Some was nice without the percs, Amil got touched
It's Hip Hop, should blame on the mic these hands on
Shades that wear in the club, couches they stand on
You mixed credibility dead ability
Raise the bar like you on par with this level of
Old UNLV Runnin' artillery, with Augmon at the 2
What y'all wanna do?
Get to argue with a spartan, play it
I heard them alien voices, i'll knock the up outta dude
Seperate the from the timid, it's hip hop
Fuck if your car is lease or rented, at you in it
Foaming at the lips, looking the yeast in women
be facetious most of y'all been a feast from the beginning
This is for B.I.G., Suicidal Thoughts, Coogi
This for Nas, army with the uzi in it
Not no Shiny Suit shit, this 92 Knicks
This for missing 92 bricks
For Prop and Beans, to when the L.O.X. first burst on the scene
For Queens, Pac and even Idi
for the Mobb and the purple tape, word to Inspecta Deck
This ain't for the labels nah, Wu protect ya' neck
This ain't a diss, I don't it to get spun wrong
And this for Big L, the block Joe found Pun on
This shit is for Stack, I ain't a g
I'm talking a G!!...my nigga talking on me
This is for every living rapper ever in these streets
And any outsider happen to think that a portion is sweet
Niggas killed for less and got a coffin for free
If you ever been in the hood, I think we all agree
This for every nigga took what you said in stride,
I couldn't abide, of us still take pride, check it
Limbs'll get crushed, hip hop's rush
Men'll get touched, so if you feminine
Project benches I trust, came from syringes and
So who you named shouldn't be with us
But wait, at least half of em', other half rapped
things to ??? Gather every rapper 'round
See what when niggas try to go toe to toe
This what when you let a blood bath overflow
Used to do lines, em didn't wanna go blow for blow
I overdose and still drag you niggas comatose
is lightweight, put the bucks up
Cause we talking bars lot of should shut the fuck up
This is lightweight, put the up
If we talking bars lot of y'all shut the fuck up