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Big Sean

Control (HOF)

 

Control (HOF)


[Intro: Big Sean]
I look up
Yeah and I take my time
I'm a take my time, woah
Power moves only

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Boy I'm 'bout my business on business
I drink liquor on liquor
I had women on women
Yeah that's bunk bed bitches
I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kicking
Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a living
But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball shit
Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit
They praying on my motherfucking downfall bitch like a drought but
You gon' get this rain like it's May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
Champagne just tastes better
They told me I never boy, never say never
Swear my flow special like an infant's first steps
I got paid to reverse debts
Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress
So now I'm talking to the reaper to reverse death
So I can kick it with my grandad, take him for a ride
Show him I made something out myself and not just tried
Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside
Don't matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind
In my mind, but fuck trying and not doing
Cause not doing is something a nigga's not doing
I said fuck trying and not doing
Cause not doing is something a nigga's not doing
I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined
So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid
I can't motherfucking stop moving
Go against me, you won't stop losing
From the city where every month is May
Day at home, spray your dome
Niggas get sprayed up like cologne for a paycheck or loan
Yeah I know that shit ain't fair
They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor
You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone
I knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long
We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody
Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit verse everybod
I'm so fucking first class I could spit up on every pilot
The city's my Metropolis, feel it It's metabolic
And I'm over niggas saying they're the hottest shit
Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot
I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop
Drop fire, and not because I'm name dropping
Hall of Fame dropping
And I ain't taking shit from nobody unless they're OG's
Cause that ain't the way of an OG
So my GO collect more G's, every dollar
Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me
Forever hot headed but never got cold feet
Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats
Clique so deep we take up the whole street
I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar]
Miscellaneous minds are never explaining their minds
Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond
Peddling sin, thinking maybe when you get old you realize
I'm not gonna fold or demise
(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it)
Everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon
So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc
Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'm a a pop you and give you this

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit
So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit
So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch
One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watching the kids
I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists
I'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork
I'm Machiavelli's offspring, I'm the king of New York
King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both
The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes
Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces
Cardio bracelets for my women free as I'm in Vegas
Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?
If Phil Jackson came back, still no coaching me
I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable
Fuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures
Your Instagram can gobble these nuts
Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup
My big homie Kurupt
This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch
I've seen niggas Transform like villain Decepticons
Mollies'll prolly turn these bitches to fucking Lindsey Lohans
A bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties
Playin with Barbies wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key
Judge me 'til the monarchy, blessin's to Paul McCartney
You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley
(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)
I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis
I'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me
You plan on stumping me? I've been jumped before you put a gun on me
I put one on yours I'm Sean Connery
James Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me
And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way
And if you're in it, better run for pete's sake
I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time
Who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas
Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll
New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved
And I ain't rockin no more designer shit
White T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous
I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with
But this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is
And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale
Pusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake
Big Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller
I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas
Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas
They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas
What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high
Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive
Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams
With your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land
With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head
Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said
That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread

[Verse 3: Jay Electronica]
You could check my name on the books
I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the hook
The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof
The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks
Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers
We live by every single word she ever told us
Watch over your shoulders,
And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest
The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over
Put your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova
I'm spittin this shit closure
And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova
For all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra
I'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock
That's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc
Draw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot
Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got
The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart
And the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark
You go from blind sight to hindsight,
Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight
It takes time to get your mind right
Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries
In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history
You can't say shit to me,
Alhamdulillah
It's strictly by faith that we made it this far

done

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