Luyện nghe bài hát The Soul Controller

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

Yo, yo these streets got me backed down, how can I
How can I survive bubblin' weight?
It's for the stand off, once you hand off
That white rock, and then give birth to a

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

Being watched all day enemy's prey
Faces, you never seen before is in hallway
Brothers you knew for is mad pussy and scared
Back in the U.F.O.'s couldn't walk up in here
time to motor, travel like a foul order
Clear my head, stay sober, the controller

Oahh, it's been a long,
A long time
A change gon'
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 that big ol' sky

Sink into 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 and call the rush

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

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

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

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

Yo, yo, we sit and play the wall like nine heroes
Late for the man choose and hit and stereos
The kid's nice, you twice, run your garments
Jet to Providence, switch up and 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 love my car, it's choppy
Melachi off the funky pain the wax poppy on instrumentals
Niggaz get lost like S.S.
Turned out like rentals, keep gold around the

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

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

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

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

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

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

Greatest the devil ever pulled
Was convincing the he didn't exist
And like that, gone