Luyện nghe bài hát The Soul Controller

Whoah, ohh
It's a long, long
A long coming
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 rock, and then give birth to a knot

Your 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, on the block is ill
Some'll rock you to sleep, hap, for cross pills

Being watched all day like prey
Faces, you seen before is in your hallway
Brothers you knew for years is mad pussy and
Back in the days U.F.O.'s couldn't walk up in
It's to motor, travel like a foul order
Clear my head, stay sober, the soul

Oahh, been a long, long
A long coming
A gon' come
Oh, yes it

Said, I'm too, of livin'
But I'm, but I'm to die
'Cause I know what's up there
In great big ol' sky

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

All these shameless niggaz armed with cherry-red
On the twenty-fifth, rich is gettin' married
Killed for power beans, brother own schools in Medina
Vaseline lips is cracked cause they all had

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

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

Oahh, been a long comin'
Oh,
A change gon'
Woooaahh, yes it

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

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

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

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

Woo, yes it will, said, I'm so of living
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

been a long, long time
A long time
Change come
Woo, yes, it

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

But a lot later than a whole of people thought
Last of the Mohicans, well, not the last
come with me on this trip, Loaf
Gettin' the now

call for drinks, bar's closin' down
Sun's out, where we goin' for
wanna go far, rough night
Tired, baby,

trick the devil ever pulled
Was convincing the world he exist
And like that, gone