Luyện nghe bài hát Rap is Still Outta Control

Rap is control
Hey, hey rap, rap, what, wait
Rap is control

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Erick and Parrish, Busta Bus, it
This is one of my
So check it, check it

Yeah, outta
F'real, rap is control, like that
PMD, makin' dollars
Rap's control, yo, yo

I be dominatin', up above
Run-D.M.C. style, stop and show
E-Dub, I fall off, it's no way, I'm down low
I stay in the cut O.J.

And the fact is, some got to change
With or more rappers that sound the same
With the game, like they all in the same gang
And claim the same

Suicide victims, quick to off and scream
I to die, I'm livin' a lie
MC's no heart, get torn apart
Messin' with us? In ninety-nine, get

I be the one you wanna play with
Rap committees call me, to okay shit
Focus on me, I the mic and drop gems
On a ill rhyme, more flashier rims

Steppin' in Tan Timb's, a pocket full of with a
of friends and a couple of hens
Never boring, keep shit rocking 'til
With the bird, until the hawks hawking

Bounce with me, me and my man keep hittin'
Hop in the Benz 2000, with the CD skippin'
EPMD, fuckin' with it?
Outta control like 2Pac in Juice, Bishop

Who's My Squad be Def
And we ain't hearin' ya, lounge in the interior

rap is outta control
Hey, hey rap is control
Rap is outta
Rap is outta

Yo, they took our and our beat and tried to make it street
Then got in the and tried to sound all sweet
When it came to no one said a word
So I up Erick Sermon and said, "This shit's absurd"

Now we flip the bird, back-breakin' MC's down like
Redlinin', bendin' my rims up on curbs
So can you a bill and chill and survive in the rap field?
Flip deals, and cock burners when the caps peel?

I don't so, then come next the car repo
No mo' contract, just strictly handyman in Home
So don't for me or the E, 'cause you know our steez
EPMD, shit, Def 2G's

'Cause we make tape and MC's who wannabeez
And gonna-beez, 'em down to third degrees
You heard of me, ain't no one checkin' or me
turn your 411 into the 911 emergency, surgeon see

Rap is control
Hey, hey rap, rap wait, what
Hey, rap is control
Wait, wait, rap, rap is control

And yes yes y'all, ay, yes y'all, it E

I stand tall, I fall, I recall
Your stall when you bust caps
Make sure they kryptonite
I'm made of steel, I bullets like gnats

I'm like, fly high way up in the sky
And if you try to shoot me down I won't die
I

I hate, let's
Wait for a E, time to debate
As we take our fisherman hat off, there's no to max
On the MC, who's all on the bozack

Who knows that, 2000 Benz to that
Yo, sold out crowd, where's the at?
And the Old black, icy cold fat
Wack yo, where's your clothes at?