Luyện nghe bài hát Rap is Still Outta Control

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

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

Yeah, outta
F'real, rap is outta control, 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 can't off, it's no way, I'm down low
I stay in the cut O.J.

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

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

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

Steppin' in Tan Timb's, a pocket full of ends a
Couple of friends and a couple of
boring, keep shit rocking 'til morning
With the bird, until the hawks start

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

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

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

Yo, they took our music and our beat and tried to it street
Then got in the magazine and tried to sound all
it came to EPMD no one said 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 a bill and chill and survive in the rap field?
deals, and cock back burners when the caps peel?

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

'Cause we make tape and break MC's who
And gonna-beez, burn 'em down to degrees
You heard of me, ain't no one or servin' me
I'll your 411 into the 911 emergency, surgeon see

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

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

I tall, I won't fall, I recall
Your stall when you bust caps
sure they kryptonite caps
I'm of steel, I swat bullets like gnats

I'm like, fly high way up in the sky
And if you try to shoot me down clown I 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 crab MC, all on the bozack

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