Luyện nghe bài hát Rap is Still Outta Control

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

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

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

I be dominatin', up above
Run-D.M.C. style, and show love
E-Dub, I can't fall off, no way, I'm down low
I in the cut with O.J.

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

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

I be the last one you wanna play
Rap committees call me, just to okay
Focus on me, I grab the mic and gems
On a ill rhyme, flashier than rims

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

Bounce with me, me and my man things hittin'
Hop in the Benz 2000, Benz the CD skippin'
EPMD, who's with it?
control like 2Pac in Juice, character Bishop

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause we make tape and break MC's who
And gonna-beez, 'em down to third degrees
You heard of me, ain't no one checkin' or me
I'll turn 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 won't fall, I
rhymes stall when you bust caps
Make sure kryptonite caps
I'm made of steel, I swat like gnats

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

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

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