Kyle Moran - Control (Remix) lyrics

Music is music Sadly, that's what people use it as As an excuse to say that pop is good and rap is bad Well Pac just smashed all that Kendrick brought you to combat And now your brain dead maniacs Who just wanna get on that? Nah That's not how it's gonna fly You rhyme or die But if you're in the middle you just shouldn't try I try to be real but I get bagged on for it Cuz you know I'm in the heat like baghdad with a forest Fire gettin higher in the sky cause I desire to rhyme until I come prior to comparing to these guys where I'm alive and I'm a sire pumpin air just like a tire out my lungs till I get tired of spittin all of these lines there You just got the most outta me I can handle I'm kidding And you still wanna step on me like a sandal Man handle me Like I was a canopy with no ammo Theres No way to get in here and if you do, I'm kinda stranded Landed All up in some brands where people only care bout handin off the torch to members dismembering Well then ill kablam them There's a handful of decent rappers nowadays There's a bucket full of rappers who only just want some pay Till then I kick the bucket and how they gon get away? They're prolly just gonna do something stupid e x for say Spend a hundred K On a great all black Ferrari Till it breaks down then they'll be just preaching that they are sorry I just bodied all of em Without even diggin a grave Screw a few good lines Scrabble the best wordplay Back attackin Lots of back stabbin People and homies Because they go a**uming things those people think they know me But guess what There's no way That that could make sense Because I don't even know myself I know it sounds intense I know it sounds like its some deep philosophy But I could be Socrates or any other body G I body G's A prodigy Is something formin inside of me Stop asking questions houndin me like I'm bionic please Today I looked up in the sky Said a quick prayer then I saw god smile Down at me I glanced around to see That everyone's a drone and they're all surrounding me Well that's when I go and break out all my evil rhymes Battle em till the d**h k** em one at a time Two fall to the ground Three still standing up Four over there dead heads blown I was too much I try to give the idiots space And not tell em they're wrong Cuz I know they'll find out someday Maybe get beaten in high school and maybe later And right now I'm eatin every thing that the game can cater I'm kinda ticked off with 2k wristwatches And Versace Making everyone think cool just stop it Just stop a**uming things that you think is true Just stop playing people and it's more than just a few Your not the king or queen or anything compared to royalty If anything it's me Cuz soon ill be gettin some royalties Well you'll be here boiling All you can do is tweet Stay under a hundred forty Or less would even be neat I got unlimited words And I'm flippin the bird Like cardinals doing cartwheels Or blue jays doing turns You have earned A spot in the middle of this So I hope your happy The only thing you burned is this disc With the competition so low You gotta knee down to blow And eat whole rappers up like gingers do with their souls So like Kendrick was saying No I mean slayin As much as I like other rappers I have to slay em And you people got mad and you flipped your lid Because he didn't mention you on his wishlist Well to me that was a master plan Exactly what just happened He wanted the attention And he got it all by rappin Pushed a few bu*tons That's triggered your nerves And he outshined the other 2 became the leader with words He's name dropping While I'm up gettin my name poppin Or at least tryin You will buy Into my flame dropping Game stopping Greatness Get this on your playlist Before I play lists And get lists of all my payings I'm saying Your not affecting me You can't shut me down You can't leave me be I can't go without attention so let me see Or ill let you see I mean Then it's all about me But the attention hog thing Is just when it comes to rappin To makin beats bang boom bap and get em clappin Stackin Not packin Back and attacking Tacticals back and rappin Chapped not wet flow Cracked and Sappy when necessary Actin in accents Jacked up From pushin a fat kid That's really factual practice For bashin in and bashin and Smashing heads blown up tabernacles in The middle of Africa Last laugh again Tacklin ME? Shackling bricks to your feet I'll throw you in my slaughterhouse You can be with deceased Rappers and beef Only rappers have beef So when your in a chick fight don't call me when you slap your ladies Ladies please Use your table manners We took em when you turned the tables on us Damn fair enough Hope you get cancer Or Capricorn I'm never too busy like Kenny lattimore You wanna splatter more while I'm whipping these tricks Insidiously Slittin idioms and crushin Christians cuz I'm god on this beat My flow is just so different So big sean Jay electron Kendrick Lamar I may have just Won With this 5 minute song Same with other rappers All of those that Kendrick called out And I'm not mad because No one even knows I belong Up in the same regions as these unseekable dons I'm gone But just before I leave Before I go now Keep your ears open I'm hungry and I want my chow So please just keep a listen Fore my album come out