New {Music} Control-Big Sean FT Kendrick Lamar & Jay Electronica {Lyrics}

Published On August 13, 2013 | By admin | FAME

[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, Alhamdulillah It’s strictly by faith that we made it this far


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