Luyện nghe bài hát The Soul Controller

Whoah, ohh
It's been a long,
A long time
A change gon'

Yo, yo these got me backed down, how can I escape?
How can I survive without weight?
It's for the stand off, once you hand off
That white rock, and then give birth to a

biggest dream was to rock your 850 and beam
You and the Gods buy a crib in the white of Queens
But at the same time, niggaz on the is ill
Some'll rock you to sleep, hap, for selling pills

Being watched all day like prey
Faces, you never seen is in your hallway
Brothers you knew for is mad pussy and scared
Back in the days U.F.O.'s walk up in here
It's to motor, travel like a foul order
Clear my head, sober, the soul controller

Oahh, it's been a long,
A time coming
A change come
Oh, yes it

Said, I'm too, tired of
But I'm, but I'm to die
'Cause I don't know what's up
In great big ol' sky

Sink deep the fog, big buffalo large
Taj Mahal just got banged, shanked for eighty
hard to keep up, with these key-ons, that smoke dust
In the U.S. mint they want to rock the place and call the

All these shameless niggaz armed cherry-red Bally's
On the twenty-fifth, everybody rich is gettin'
Killed for power beans, your brother own schools in
Vaseline is cracked cause they all had dreams

overdue, these Gods own a mosque in Peru
Tropical trees and where they grew bamboo
Olympic minds quick flash a leak on
A hundred shares short to own Nissan, em get they feast on

Royal blue inside the eyes of heaven
the head, who speak foul and jinx number seven
(Seven)
Clear my head and stay sober, the controller
(Stay sober, the controller)

Oahh, a long time comin'
Oh,
A change come
Woooaahh, yes it

Yo, yo, we sit and the wall like nine super heroes
for the man choose and hit socks and stereos
The kid's nice, you twice, run your garments
Jet to Providence, switch up and back down your

Ironman is laced with a plate the dome piece
Go off in airports, biographies,
Watch me set it, real key-ons hold down the
And walk with a famous name like Magnetic

copy, I love my car, it's near choppy
Melachi off the funky pain with the wax on instrumentals
get lost like S.S. Minnows
Turned out like rentals, gold around the denim

A gon' come, yes it will
It's been a long,
A long time
A change come

Woo, yes it will, said, I'm so tired of
But I'm, but I'm to die
'Cause I don't know up there
In great, big ol' sky
Oh my, oh my, oh my

It's a long, long time
A long time
gonna come
Woo, yes, it

Sorry
All the in the world can't sew me together again
Lay down, lay
Gonna stretch me out in Fernandez funeral
On Hun and street
Always knew I'd a stop there

But a lot later than a whole of people thought
of the Mohicans, well, maybe not the last
Can't come with me on trip, Loaf
the shakes now

Last for drinks, bar's closin' down
Sun's out, where we goin' for
Don't go far, rough night
Tired, baby,

Greatest trick the devil pulled
Was the world he didn't exist
And like that, he's