Luyện nghe bài hát The Soul Controller

Whoah, ohh
It's a long, long
A time coming
A gon' come

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

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

watched all day like enemy's prey
Faces, you never seen is in your hallway
Brothers you for years 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, stay sober, the controller

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

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

Sink 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. mint they want to rock the place and the rush

All shameless niggaz armed with 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

boys
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 make a there

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

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

Greatest trick the ever pulled
Was the world he didn't exist
And like that, gone