Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Control (Freestyle)

Soul as the number man, I can throw a curve underhand
for the streets, not Summer Jam
This ain't for the fans that wanna pop and snap
Drunk off Ciroc and the Yak, all y'all can watch the back
This ain't for self proclaimed legends that nobody wanna from
Scared? get a gun, come to peers, I got
This ain't for bandwagon fans sit asses in the same spot
Y'all the same niggas made Jame$ hot
This ain't to Lamar, the nigga Kendrick got bars
I heard his shit and wasn't at all
And as it played I heard him say I mentioned with y'all
Joell it, only right I finish the job
So all that is revocable, from an overview
Only thing noticeable is how he barely gave me any
I state facts, not to say it's but check the playback
Outrhyming A$AP ain't showing me where weight at
I'm on my shit today, you the king of New
You as well had spit on Biggie's grave, couldn't let that slip away
I'm in the ? with the pen, ready to click and spray
Jay Elec ass up, that's my Exhibit A
Bitch kill my is what you wanna get into
Drown em all in a swimming pool, of phlem and drool
You renting jewels what's with all the
So when I ask you 'bout it my cross examination
This a scrimmage to me, all these MC's
Infamously it's about I see
But if it's bars, not about bread, to hell with the
Put you of the bullet, just to see a shell of yourself
I uh, since rap has been accessible, they action been regrettable
This is the net'll do
Chick message to tricks ain't get to see 'em
They ain't even artists and they get per diem
We bars, then this whole conversation changed
Fuck all the now nigga saying names
of these OG's I laugh at, y'all don't know me to half ass
To me it's just one Joey bad ass
of New York, my nigga stop it 5
Keep it Drake washed you twice
Tell me Tyler that fire with I reply don't bring a lie around
Run up on Meek with the silencer, nigga down
Then ride off with his playing
Cause I get hype to shit dog I ride to the shit
With nightmares, I wanna be at the root of em the mag off
Know he love Philly so I'm leavin' him with Thoughts
You bars nigga better get help
They put they all on the track, still they never get felt
Lot of lower tier rappers tryna rep for belt
it's levels to this, dog you said it yourself
But check it, it comes to control, I might of lost a bit
Law abiding citizen style I'm for all of it
in your studio...engineer that recorded it
Yes men that it, any blog that reported it
Any artist he tour with, snuff whoever bought the
Whoever thought of it, his mentor taught him it
Interrupt with a sneeze, hiccup, fart, even cough or
If I got it twisted you coming to the shit
But the irony, all inspire me
Y'all in a a lot of us aspire to be,
You striving my G, tip my hat so y'all know it's real
Fuck whoever mad, you just said how we all to feel
I know the game, try and get amped
Push the envelope, some of us the stamp,
Predecessors wrote the letter, others it shut,
Some was nice without the percs, before got touched
It's Hip Hop, should blame on the mic these niggas on
Shades that they wear in the club, couches they on
You mixed credibility dead ability
Raise the bar like you on par with this of agility
Old UNLV Runnin' Rebel artillery, Augmon at the 2
sparring y'all wanna do?
Get to with a spartan, play it cool
I heard alien voices, i'll knock the martian up outta dude
the beast from the timid, it's hip hop
Fuck if car is lease or rented, at least you in it
Foaming at the lips, looking like the in women
Don't be facetious of y'all been a feast from the beginning
This is for B.I.G., Suicidal Thoughts, printed
This for Nas, army jacket the uzi in it
Not no Shiny Suit shit, this that 92
This for Hov's missing 92
For State Prop and Beans, to when the L.O.X. burst on the scene
For Queens, Pac and Idi Amin
for the Mobb and the purple tape, word to Inspecta Deck
This ain't for the nah, Wu said protect ya' neck
This ain't a diss, I don't it to get spun wrong
And this for Big L, the block that Joe Pun on
This shit is for Stack, I ain't a g
I'm talking a G!!...my nigga talking on me
This is for every rapper ever walked in these streets
And any outsider that happen to think that a is sweet
Niggas been killed for and got a coffin for free
If you ever been in the hood, I think we all agree
This for every nigga that what you said in stride,
I abide, some of us still take pride, check it
Limbs'll get crushed, hip hop's rush
Men'll get touched, so if you feminine
Project benches I trust, came syringes and dust
So who you shouldn't be mentioned with us
But wait, at least half of em', other half around
Doing to ??? Gather every rapper 'round
See what happen when try to go toe to toe
This what happen you let a blood bath overflow
Used to do lines, half em didn't wanna go blow for
I could overdose and still drag you comatose
This is lightweight, put the up
we talking bars lot of y'all should shut the fuck up
This is lightweight, put the up
If we talking lot of y'all should shut the fuck up