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      About "Control"

      Lyrics for Big Sean - "Control"

      [Intro: Big Sean]
      I look up
      Yeah and I take my time
      I'mma 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 kickin'
      Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'
      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 prayin' on my motherfuckin' 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 talkin' to the reaper to reverse death
      So I can kick it with my grandad, take him for a ride
      Show him I made somethin' 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 tryin' and not doin'
      Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'
      I said fuck tryin' and not doin'
      Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'
      I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac b*tch, and got ruined
      So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid
      I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'
      Go against me, you won't stop losin'
      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 wrecks everybody
      I'm so first class I could spit up on every pilot
      The city's my Metropolis, feel it It's metabolic
      And I'm over niggas sayin' 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 droppin'
      Hall of Fame droppin'
      And I ain't takin' 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 explainin' their minds
      Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond
      Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize
      I'm not gonna fold or demise
      I don't smoke, what the fuck are y'all selling?
      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'mma 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 Saddam in this bitch
      One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' 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 coachin' 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 fuckin' Lindsey Lohans
      A bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' 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 dope motherfucker I sell it
      I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis
      I'm aimin' 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
      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 yall
      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
      Im usually homeboys with the same niggas im rhymin wit
      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 dont 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,
      It’s strictly by faith that we made it this far

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