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"The confrontation was not created by the police, the confrontation was created by
the people who charged the police. The policeman isn't there
Just when you thought you had it made
You had a life, your bills were paid
But your heart was numb inside
Abandoned by your foolish pride

And this I
ladies throw their bones in my face
I get attacked by a kid with stereo sound
I don't want to hear it but he won't turn it down
Life is tough but it's
lost control
And the devil, he gives the dice a roll
And he takes my heart for a spin.
But in the morning I'll be fine,
The birds will sing and sun will
explode
With the planable chip, by remote control, I told them all what to expect
Fuck love and respect, when you're on your knees with a gun to your head
due
Those early years weren't easy and they had bills to pay
So he said you know I hate to leave you but I'll be back by Saturday
10 miles out
and words like love have lost their definition
the best way to make a statement is through actions
I'm through acting, I can't control how it goes
I take
lost control
Got charged for runnin' down the scarecrow, on the loose
Runnin' from hot pursuit, lead by Dr. Seuss
Riding hard on his jock, when Pete got
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'

To all, rise and shine, give
than I, so approved by Carly Simon.
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'.
To all - rise and shine; give God the glory.
I already give
foot hole
This whole damn place seems to, lost control
So I raise my voice before I lose my soul

[Chorus]

This is the way I'll express my
throw my WESTSIDE, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-by's, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B. if you be specific
We control all cash from
throw my WESTSIDE, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-by's, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B. if you be specific
We control all cash from
are dark and the nights are cold
People acting like they've lost their soul
And everybody's trying not to cry, trying to get by
And trying not
sell me, the devil's soul, make your head explode
With the planable chip, by remote control, I told them all what to expect
Fuck love and respect, when
vision
Hundred dollar bill origami
Balloon inflation new world economy
We float on tsunami to global warming
We need structures to control what's
foot hole
This whole damn place seems to, lost control
So I raise my voice before I lose my soul

[Chorus]

This is the way I'll express my
dollar bills and drug deals by the mayor
Controls the people livin' legal

Sit back and chill, until time will reveal
Two thousand and one holy men with
wrong
So I gotta be real
Nothing to prove, I'm still
Big in the hood, I feel
So in control, I'm chill
No one ain't knocking off Dill
So I stay top
in this place
My innocence erased from talkin' back to my momma's face
Like I was lost in space
Without a trace, cuttin' class, bein' Mrs. Fast Ass
girl was settin' me up
Yo, my girl didn't trust me.  No!
Yeah, but she lost control I wouldn't take the bait.
I said chill baby baby chill baby baby
most lost they bite
Anti-muthafuckas-crossin' a strike
Take a look around and be for or against
But you can't do shit if you ridin' the fence

Ride
year or the past year
I ring bells at the cashier
Because I'm a fun going guy with the notty dreadlocks
I once lost a bill betting on the Red Sox
But
She's so systematic, she's so afrocentric
She's so black and strong, she's so wide and long
She won't ever let me get lost, she loves to take control
Oh you niggas wanna get deep?
Niggas wanna kick knowledge?
Y'all niggas ain't deep man, y'all niggas lost me
Soon as you steady tryna tell me