Big Sean - Control (ft. Kendrick & Jay Electronica) (Lyrics - Paroles)

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Big Sean - Control (ft. Kendrick & Jay Electronica) (Lyrics - Paroles)

Big Sean - Control (ft. Kendrick & Jay Electronica) (Lyrics - Paroles)
[Intro: Big Sean]
I look up
Yeah and I take my time
Iímma take my time, woah
Power moves only

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Boy Iím íbout my business on business
I drink liquor on liquor
I had women on women
Yeah thatís bunk bed bitches
Iíve done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickiní
Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a liviní
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 prayiní on my motherfuckiní downfall bitch like a drought but
You goní get this rain like itís May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
Champagne just tastes better
They told me I never boy, never say never
Swear flow special like an infantís first steps
I got paid to reverse debts
Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress
So now Iím talkiní to the reaper to reverse death
So I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride
Show him I made somethiní out myself and not just tried
Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside
No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind
In my mind, but fuck tryiní and not doiní
Cause not doiní is somethiní a nigga not doiní
I said fuck tryiní and not doiní
Cause not doiní is somethiní a nigga not doiní
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 canít motherfuckiní stop moviní
Go against me, you wonít stop losiní
From the city where every month is May-
Day at home, spray your dome
Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan
Yeah I know that shit ainít fair
They say that Detroit ainít got a chance, we ainít 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 wouldnít take long
We on, tryna be better than everybody thatís better than everybody
Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody
Iím so fuckiní first class I could spit up on every pilot
The cityís my Metropolis, feel it, itís metabolic
And Iím over niggas sayiní theyíre the hottest niggas
Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot
Iím one of the hottest because I flame drop
Drop fire, and not because Iím name droppiní
Hall of Fame droppiní
And I ainít takiní shit from nobody unless theyíre OGís
Cause that ainít the way of an OG
So I GO collect more Gís, every dollar
Never changed though, Iím just the new version of old me
Forever hot headed but never got cold feet
Got up in the game wonít 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 explaininí their minds
Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond
Peddliní sin, thinkiní maybe when you get old you realize
Iím not gonna fold or demise
(I donít smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)
Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon
So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc
Donít pop me no fucking pill, Iímma 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 Ďem up and bomb on they mom
While she watchiní the kids
Iím in a destruction mode if the gold exists
Iím important like the pope, Iím a muslim on pork
Iím Makaveliís offspring, Iím the king of New York
King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both
The juggernautís all in your jugular, you take me for jokes
Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces
Cartier bracelets for my women friends Iím in Vegas
Who the fuck yíall thought itís supposed to be?
If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachiní me
Iím uncoachable, Iím unsociable
Fuck yíall clubs, fuck yíall pictures
Your Instagram can gobble these nuts
Gobble dick up ítil you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt
This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch
Iíve seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons
Molliesíll prolly turn these niggas to fuckiní Lindsay Lohan
A bunch of rich ass white girls lookiní for parties
Playin with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give Ďem the car key
Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney
You called me a black Beatle, Iím either that or a Marley
(I donít smoke crack motherfucker I sell it)
Iím dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis
Iím aiminí straight for your pelvis, you canít stomach me
You plan on stumpiní me?
Bitch Iíve been jumped before you put a gun on me
Bitch I put one on yours, Iím Sean Connery
James Bonding with none of you niggas
Climbing 100 mil in front of me
And Iím gonna get it even if youíre in the way
And if youíre in it, better run for Peteís sake
I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time
Bout whoís the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas
Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of yíall
New niggas just new niggas, donít get involved
And I ainít rockin no more designer shit
White Tís and Nike Cortez, this is red Corvettes anonymous
Iím usually homeboys with the same niggas Iím rhyminí 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 Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake
Big Sean, Jay Electroní, Tyler, Mac Miller
I got love for you all but Iím 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 you niggas
What is competition? Iím tryna raise the bar high
Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive
Out the exit window of 5 G5ís with 5 grand
With your granddad 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 Fireíd the verse, then rained on 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 but tether your Chevy Nova
Iím spittiní this shit for closure
And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova
For all you magicians thatís fidgeting with the cobra
Iím silent as a rock, Ďcause I came from a rock
Thatís 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 baskiní in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right
Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries
In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history
You canít say shit to me Ė Alhamdulillah
Itís strictly by faith that we made it this far

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Big Sean

Titre: Control
Featuring(s): Kendrick & Jay Electronica
Tags : Big Sean, Kendrick , Jay Electronica,
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