So
I said I would give my take on that infamous Kendrick Lamar "Control"
verse and here it is... Kudos!!!! Mr. Lamar, for challenging these rap cats! I
mean come on a little healthy competition is always good. Now I've heard quite
a few responses to his verse and I say to the responders "ok, cool you
responded, now what are you going to do now to heighten your music?" I
mean because clearly he was calling folks out because he knows their potential,
have seen their work, and he has actually worked with a few of them before this
project. I know Big Sean was like "damn man, I gave him a verse on my
record and he murdered it.” I like how everybody is all in a frenzy about not
liking it because he named dropped some of his peers, but what you gone do
about it? I don't think it's a cause of alarm to beef, tweef, or any other
hater inspired action. I do think it calls for rappers to really come with
their A game. Sure we know your quantity of work but what is your quality? I
want to see more rappers use their minds to lyrically transport me into their
rhymes like Biggie or Tupac. I want to feel that you eat, shit, and bleed the
shit that you talking about. He mentioned J. Cole and personally I love dudes
records and did I mention Born Sinner came out the same day as Yezzus and I
listened only once to Kanye's before I just rocked with J. Cole's. I honestly
feel like Kendrick Lamar saw this as a personal way to reach his colleagues
that he does feel is influential in the rap game. I mean actual rappers. Not
bubble gum rappers, not the Kmart Kid rappers even though they sound better
than some mainstream guys. The fact that Kendrick Lamar took it to that level
shows he's ballsy and isn't afraid to strike a nerve. He definitely did that
and I hope that will jump start the heartbeat of rap again. It needed that
defibrillator called Kendrick. Above I have included the control song for those
of you that apparently live under a rock. I have also included some of the
responses from various rappers below.
The infamous lyrics for your viewing purposes:
[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 in this shit
So many bombs, make Farrakhan think Saddam in this bitch
One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' 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
I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons
Mollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan
A bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties
Playin 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
Rappers that Responded
