(CelebNMusic247-News) Big Sean‘s Controversial “Control (HOF)” Lyrics
Thanks to Kendrick Lamar and Jay Electronica, Big Sean’s ”Control (HOF)” has made a name for itself as one of the most controversial tracks of 2013.
The Compton born rapper BLASTED everyone in hip hop, while Jay Electronica spoke on some real issues and insight to the music industry.
On Monday (Aug 12), Big Sean, 25, took to Twitter to release his latest single, “Control” to his over 4 million Twitter followers:
Sean said:
“When I heard [Kendrick's] verse I wasn’t about to go back and change my verse–that’s cheating.”
“That ain’t the way of an O.G. That ain’t how G’s move. I wanted to [release the song] for the culture of hip-hop as opposed to myself. “It’s hip-hop. It’s a sport. It should get back to being competitive if that’s what people want to do. I ain’t no h*e a** n*gga like that to hear a verse like that and be like ‘I gotta go back and [rewrite] my sh*t, I gotta go protect myself.’ Nah, it is what it is. I’m a good a** rapper. I just want people to remember I had the song. I knew what it was. No, I didn’t change my verse because I’m not a h*e a** n*gga. I’m a real a** n*gga from Detroit. I rep for everything that I do. I knew what it was going to do for hip-hop. I knew what it was going to do for the culture. This is the most exciting rap song to drop this year this year. Period.” - Vibe
“I’m usually homeboys with the same n****s i’m rhymin wit/But this is hip hop and them n****s should know what time it is/And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., 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 n****s/Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you n****s.”
”I’m Machiavelli’s offspring, I’m the king of New York/King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both.” - Hollywood Life
The song is sic and we are loving it! We give props to the men behind the track produced by NO-ID that is having a life of its own! However with all the controversy, one may not understand all the lyrics in ”Control (HOF)” so we have them here for you to read in their entirety.
Big Sean’s Controversial “Control (HOF)” Lyrics featuring Kendrick Lamar and Jay Electronica:
[Intro: Big Sean]
I look up
Yeah and I take my time
I’mma take my time, whoa
Power moves only, nigga
[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 who 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 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 granddad, 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
No 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 not doin’
I said fuck tryin’ and not doin’
Cause not doin’ is somethin’ a nigga not doin’
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
Bitch, 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 AK was 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 versus everybody
I’m so fuckin’ 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 niggas
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 dropping, 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 I G-O 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 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
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 on this shit
So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch
One at a time, I line em up and bomb on they mom while she watching 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 Makaveli’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
Cartier bracelets for my women friends 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 (Russ x6)
I’ve seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons
Mollies’ll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan
A bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties
Playing with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give em the car key
Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney
You called me a black Beatle, I’m either that or a Marley
(I don’t smoke crack 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? Bitch I’ve been jumped before you put a gun on me
Bitch I put one on yours, I’m Sean Connery
James Bonding with 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 spittin’ great debates all the time
Bout who’s the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas
Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y’all
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 anonymous
I’m usually homeboys with the same niggas I’m 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 Millz, 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 you 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 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 Fire’d 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
I’m spittin’ this shit for 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 take 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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