Lyrics:
control
Even when they stoop low
I see anything is anything
I'm watching y'all close
I got a triple king bed
And I don't mind sharing
I got a big G Wagon
I'm outta control
I'm outta control
I'm outta control
There's no one to hold
I'm outta control
Peace over mind
Peace over time
People be pleased by
results big or small
And for today I live in fear of tomorrow
And they can’t control us all
They can’t control us all
They can’t control us all
Or can they
a circle
Three minutes wreck time
See, the hand is faster than
The eye can chase it dre, B-Real
Soul Assassins got potential
Buttons activated no illusion
I
Yeah. let me get on of those big mother fuckers and shit in here.
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm back in this bitch!
Just like Ice-T, you mother
I knew she the devil when I heard her voice Poison
Pull up in the scat pack or the wagon I got choices
Neighbors talking wreck less till we came they
Drive a great big truck
When I'm old, when I'm old
Haul the wrecks down to the wreck yard
Help the boys unload
Keep my hair nice and long
The Worl, uh
My swag got me big lit (yeah), big Worl, on my big shit (yeah, 808 Mafia)
I get a brick on my face
I get a brick on my face
Come
dream, you Dream, We all Dream big dreams)
(I dream, you Dream, We all Dream big dreams)
I'm on top permanently but I stay in the streets (Harmony baby)
flip
Girls rush the stage, faggots cold dip
Low to avoid the caps and blows
By the gang bangers at the B boy shows
With the cops trying to control
and Billy Shakespeare
Stepped out to get a root beer
We sat together so near
People thought we were queer
Punctuated by the big scare
We joined the Air
It's a big thing when we hang cause we rip when we wreck
When we hit, what the heck? We puttin phony niggaz in check
Seek what I reap; follow you'll
think big
You never get it...you never get it
Fuck the government and the one's who been loving it
Shoveling shit to us tryna control our fuss
Could be
at ones own mess
Framed by bubble conscience, tow that line
Pride which dies inevitably with time
Cultivate personality
Never 'dress real news
No hill
the toilet bowl
You know I got nuff soul
Y'all control the core cipher
You know we drop this, and got emcees following like the Pied Piper
You know we hyper,
to twenty
That's how many wrecks I see there every day
Caused by the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field
I told niggas I was jumpin' on jets, and post them foreigns by steps, let's get it
I had to earn they respect, they hatin' the more that I flex, they
bitch, watch for the imperial blitz, serious shit
Submit, subject to the wreck wartone, and thought poems
Liver than WWF Warzone
Walk upon ? tracks,
something new
In that case I'm really happy that you could see it through
But as for me, I'm just a wreck, no other way to put it true
And I can't help but
didn't check
Check the pulse upon his neck
Shotty splash hit the deck
Big old bodies crash and wreck
Leave the scene without a speck
Don't nobody know I
about control
Peace, is all about control
Situation's, wins will count, to the score board at a big amount
(Ohhh)
Jurasstic change's
(Ohhh), manifestation
together
Repeat 4X
Verse Two: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper
Back in the days of Lee's and BVD's
I grew up deceived, by wicked enemies
My lifespan began to dim
Got a .38 (Bullet)
Hidden in my cruise control hose
The wreck's burning
Like snake skin in August
MBT
Знаеме носат се слухове
Че на дебело ги бухаме
Everyones
Tryna come
And they tryna stop the show
But ain't no one
They don't know
How to control where their mouth go
I'm rising up you going down slow
You
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