Luyện nghe bài hát Control

[Intro: Big
I up
Yeah and I my time
take my time, whoa
Power only, nigga

1: Big Sean]
Boy I'm 'bout my business on business, I liquor on liquor
I had women on women, yeah that's bed bitches
I've done lived more than an eighty old man still kickin'
Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a
But for the girls that barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball
Cause now I run my city on some hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall like a drought but
You get this rain like it's May weather, G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
Champagne tastes better, they told me I never boy, never say never
Swear flow special an infant's first steps
I got paid to debts
Then I finally found a girl that stress
So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse
So I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a
Show him I made somethin' out myself and not tried
Show him the I bought the fam, let him tour inside
No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel
In my mind, but tryin' and not doin'
Cause not doin' is a nigga not doin'
I said tryin' and not doin'
not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'
I up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined
So until I got the crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid
I can't motherfuckin' movin'
Go against me, you won't losin'
From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray dome
Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or
Yeah I know shit ain't fair
They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a
You write your with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone
I knew that the world was for the taking and it take long
We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better everybody
Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus
I'm so fuckin' class, I could spit up on every pilot
The city's my Metropolis, feel it, metabolic
And I'm over sayin' they're the hottest niggas
Then run to the hottest just to stay hot
I'm one of the because I flame drop
Drop fire, and not because I'm name dropping, of Fame droppin'
And I ain't takin' from nobody unless they're OG's
that ain't the way of an OG
So I G-O collect G's, every dollar
Never changed though, I'm the new version of old me
Forever hot headed but got cold feet
Got up in the game won't look at my old seats
Clique so deep we take up the whole
I a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don

[Bridge: Kendrick
minds are never explainin' their minds
Devilish grin for my alias aliens to
Peddlin' sin, maybe when you get old you realize
I'm not gonna or demise
(I smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)
Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter to your melon
So if you have a relapse, relax and pop in my disc
pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this

[Verse 2: Kendrick
Tell Flex to drop a bomb on shit
So many bombs, the alarm like Vietnam in this shit
So many bombs, Farrakhan think Saddam in this bitch
One at a time, I line 'em up and on they mom while she watchin' the kids
I'm in a destruction mode if the gold
I'm important like the pope, I'm a on pork
I'm offspring, I'm the king of New York
King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them
The all in your jugular, you take me for jokes
Live in the basement, church and funeral faces
Cartier bracelets for my women friends I'm in
Who the fuck y'all thought it's to be?
If Phil Jackson came back, still no me
I'm uncoachable, I'm
y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts
Gobble dick up you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt
This the same flow that put the rap on a crutch
I've seen niggas transform like villain
prolly turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan
A bunch of ass white girls lookin' for parties
Playin Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key
Judgement to the monarchy, to Paul McCartney
You called me a Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley
(I don't smoke crack motherfucker I it)
I'm in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis
I'm straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me
You plan on stumpin' me? I've been jumped before you put a gun on me
Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean
James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in of me
And I'm get it even if you're in the way
And if you're in it, better run for sake
I the barbershops spittin' great debates all the time
Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, and Nas
Eminem, 3000, the rest of y'all
New niggas just new niggas, don't get
And I rockin no more designer shit
White T's and Nike Cortez, this is red Corvettes
I'm usually with the same niggas I'm rhymin' wit
But this is hip hop and them niggas know what time it is
And that goes for Cole, Big KRIT, Wale
Pusha T, Meek Millz, Rocky, Drake
Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac
I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you
Tryna make sure your core never heard of you niggas
They dont wanna hear not one more noun or from you niggas
What is competition? I'm raise the bar high
Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna
Out the window of 5 G5's with 5 grand
With granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land
the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
Bumpin Pac in the so the shit that pops in his head
Is an of violence, someone heard the stewardess said
That your parachute is a latex hooked to a dread