KG the Rapper - Control Remix lyrics

All I've been doing is progressing For the love of my profession It's all about progression Ain't no regressing Even when I feel like the whole world's getting at me I refuse to call it depression All the people I've been impressing Out of 5 that think I should've been aborted There are about 50 that have done nothing but supported What the f*ck is happening? How could you have the audacity To come at me with some rap CD Looking all happily That disses everything I stand for? Why you think I became a man for? Even through all the sh** that's been thrown at me I've managed to keep fast feet I'm moving faster than a track meet I bet half of y'all wanna smack me But trust me; that will be the last thing That happens before you see God everlasting If you touch me I will k** you I can't let it happen; I'm too ill to We're done with Zimmerman and Trayvon So now who you gonna put the hate on? Macklemore, Lil Wayne, or TreySongz? Lil Snoop, Boozie, Drake, Sean? I'd diss every rapper but that's a level I won't stoop to Must be really hanging on the edge like a loose tooth I ain't scared bruh More ba** than a snare drum Mainstream rappers, you must've really scared 'em But I ain't scared none I feel a beat in my chest like Donkey Kong Life's a jungle; I got my monkeys on Like math, I'll square up with all y'll motherf*ckers Like Miley Cyrus, y'all a bunch of dick s**ers Got a heart colder than winter on Ice Road Truckers I ball like the balls in drawls That haul only to fall I am with y'all I do not recall... The best out being Chief Keef That's just a sneak peak... At the downfall of the nation So much deprivation That it led to starvation Trinidad James on radio stations That should be a sign like bombs going off without detonation Make a good hook then I might be hooked in With the "King of Brooklyn" But 'till then I ain't gonna book sh** Think you're real hot by putting rappers on the spot But that is not how you get support fro your block If I'mma be the one to clean tha game up I'mma need a mop I will not rest or stop 'Till I can rest atop All these b**hes claiming hip hop I'd bury y'all and don't need a shovel I've been with the hustle Ain't gonna quit 'till I got a deck that ain't been shuffled Get the best hand possible Ain't gonna stop 'till I'm unstoppable If someone really k**s these rappers I'mma be the on responsible Got a gram and a kilo Always gotta check the peep hole Doing this all for my people I'mma end up on top like a church steeple Shooting up and I don't need needles. Got a team full of Mexicans. Call it a quipo Y'all are gonna jump when you hear me; what you need a seat fo'? New rappers come through here, I'mma have to beast 'em Beat tso p*ssies at once like a threesome I have to spit it to these critics Who think I ain't with it They're so dimwitted Would murder y'all but there are too many lives at stake here Got a larger vocabulary than Shakespeare I'm all about my dough, and the cake's here You ain't my friend, but you can be my bud: make beer Ain't ever heard a flow quite like this I ain't your average whit kid Say it quite clear... I'm KG Working hard for my sh** like slavery The game is what made me Coached myself; nobody ever trained me I spit these bars for Kendrick Lamar I'm going hard from the start I'm going harder than armor Moving like a charter My sk**s ain't up for barter Kendrick calling everybody out; Lord help me Machiavelli, R-Kelly, Nelly You gave me the ignition for my resistin' I stay persistent while you're dissin' Real sh** seems so distant I could call out anyone at this instance All about my spit game Ain't got sh** gained But I spit flames Spit hotter than a b**h('s) breath Only way I'm hitting (is) if she got big breast k** you on the beat so the only way you('re) around me is spiritually Obviously, I was gifted lyrically Hip hop ain't something you practice for I'm sharper than some cactus thorns I ain't busting; I'm crackin' who*es And when we('re) done she come back for more But nah, b**h, you're just my practice who*e Are you ready? Sicker than raw spaghetti I'm holding steady I'm so hot I'm like a stove; I'm fryin' Got my dogs with me; all named Brian All about my family like Peter Spit lyrics hotter than heaters Best thing coming through your speakers Hit it everyday like Derek Jeter I would get on the track and diss every rapper in the industry But they just might be into me Ain't got much time for enemies Faith, God, and love; all about the Trinity Every time I spit flows I spit cold I hit hoes The b**h know Don't slip though I trip notes I switch boats On the get-go If it's your desire I will spit fire for empires Can't stand liars! I k** 'em like murder for hire!