Control (freestyle) Lyrics - Papoose

[Verse 1] 

Tell Kendrick and TDE they need to lay off the PCP 

Far from the king, this is the city of BDP 

You'll never be a real west coast artist like Eazy E 

You a fucking joke, we laugh at you like he he he 

Y'all probably stick dildoes in each other like Stevie G 

I mean Stevie J on that sex tape with Eve 

Little Sean, Big Sean, let me see ID 

Before you rap why you always say B.I.G.? 

You ain't Biggie, you can D-I-E 

Every time I hear you you're getting cornier like your E-Y-E 

Back when we was slaves they used to cut off our balls 

Then stuffed 'em in our mouths, kept us away from the girls 

Modern day slavery, now they put us in jail 

A bunch of men in cells away from the females 

This wasn't done just because the color of skin 

This was done cause they never wanted us to be men 

Kendrick, Kanye, Drake, they all act feminine 

Wear a lot of clothes you usually see women in 

So the mainstream America finds it interesting 

Push 'em up to the forefront, they positioning 

You never made it cause you bringing lyrics in 

Singing like a lady, you get away with murder, you George Zimmerman 

What I'm stating is facts, grams 

You only blew up cause you contributed to the feminization of the black man 

Woves on you, time to get rid of these crap rappers 

Wolfpack on your back, you really a backpacker 

Kendrick Lamar - where's your last name rap bastard? 

You got two first names, your mama was ass backwards 

Always make gun sounds in your songs like ''dew dew dew'' 

Sounds like a gun out of Star Wars: R2D2 

You gassed up, you thought you could just creep upon 

The MTV interview that TI was freaking on 

You tried to hug her, she pushed off like ''keep your arm'' 

I've seen that footage when you got curved by Nia Long 

Good kid, mad city - you know nothing about the trap 

On your album cover you sat on another man's lap 

They looked like the Supreme's, you was Diana Ross 

Only person in the flip with no shirt - damn it boss 

But when they molest you did you have your pamper off? 

Baby bottle right there on the table, that right there was yours 

A Muslim who eat pork, that's not peace 

Bust your chopper's head off and put it to the east 

King of New York, why you ain't say you the king of LA? 

You from Compton, scared to death from them ese's 

Real Bloods, real Crips - MS-13's 

Mexican Mafia, what about them boys from Queens? 

They gon' bust and pull it hard right on Southern Boulevard 

Staten Island catch a homo, get thrown off the Verrazano 

Bronx lay your pussy down, do more than just Boogie Down 

Harlem they just flossin', dawg, get their Bumpy Johnsonn off 

You know about Brooklyn, they gon' bang my G 

And they only let you live cause you came with me 

Jay Z co-signed you, you was given the torch 

Now you think you Big Meech, you must listen to Ross 

Catch you slipping in the city, no permission to floss 

Kiss your jewelry goodbye, put your lips on your cross 

I represent the lowlives, do the shit for New York 

That's why the little man on my shirt sit on the horse 

This rap shit gon' be the death of me, I'm driven with force 

I'd rather die with a victory than live with a loss 

That little bitch you fucking told me, why she missing your calls 

She said your dick is so little that you piss on your balls 

Man, your shit sound bougy, I'm loading shots in the Uzi 

No fingerprints, I'll wipe 'em down like Lil' Boosie 

He think it's all good cause Biggie made Juicy 

But he should listen to ''Who Shot Ya?'', we bang toolies 

Even back then we had hammers under them Coogis 

Goonies in front of the corner stores smoking them loosies 

Strip you to your socks, I bet you we got a pussy 

My bullets hit em' dead in his cooty come out his booty 

'Bout to make a movie on roolie, we keep it Gucci 

Bullets in the chamber like judge Matheson Judy 

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