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Y'all after white, like you brushing for plaque
Maybe I'm after a platinum, maybe I'll hold em for ransom
Shit in my mind that I wish you could fathom

not flop
Trynna continue they tell me to stop
Feel like A Spur when I make the shit pop
Imma climb up the ladder than jump from the top
I need a cone

start to hate now niggas full of envy
Chasing all the money play for bucks like Antetokounmpo
Sit back and let my mind breath
These thoughts up in my head

rolling up like we home s**t
Im rolling up like we home s**t
While my mind keeps going
And im worried bout
How its gone turn out
With this smoke
Its clouded

and racing and going fast but lately it feels like I gotta a lag
A glitch in the system,
Could easily miss it
It's switching positions,
It's on it's own

And you can't take another piece of me
Adios yeah it ain't meant to be
And fuck it you ain't got control of me
Hate when you're in the vicinity
The looks

And you can't take another piece of me
Adiós yeah it ain't meant to be
And fuck it you ain't got control of me
Hate when you're in the vicinity
The looks

At times it feels like I'm not in control of my own motion
Boom
The God in me has just awoken
Ying yang tattooed on my spiritual body
This shit is not

Taking pieces from my personality and rearrange it like a Lego
Got me lower then the fentanyl I feel like i've been dealing shit wit Fezco
Don't address me

shine failed them attempts at blockin mine kept my focus on stackin mine
I can't control it

Had to let some shit go 
And don't hold back bout to learn

I got it under control, I'm good about it, I'm, I'm
I'm ok
I got this shit under control, ok, understand, there's no problem with it, I'm ok
Damn
I'm

and depression
Cuz I feel like I'm gone lose
Play it cool
So don't nobody notice anything
I try to hide my feelings
This the shit I'm sick of carryin
Been plotting

would be mine
(come on)
Now that you're here, here by my side (yeah)
I can't control the way that I feel inside
(I can't believe it)

Don't wake me, I'm

a nice ring to it like
A Golddigger supplied by your husband
Only rhymer who does it
Without a mind that is functioned
To be designed as a puppet
I'ma

Be All, End All

Anthrax

The Big Four: Live from Sofia, Bulgaria

2010

Down by,
Law and they can't hold you
Dictate and control you
Hold onto your ideas
Down by,
Law and no one owns you
And all the shit they've thrown

Be All, End All

Anthrax

State of Euphoria [Clean]

1988

Down by,
Law and they can't hold you
Dictate and control you
Hold onto your ideas
Down by,
Law and no one owns you
And all the shit they've thrown

and they can't hold you
Dictate and control you
Hold onto your ideas
Down by,
Law and no one owns you
And all the shit they've thrown you
Pay back is a real

I Don't Wanna Live in the Real World

From First to Last

Dead Trees

2014

beck says Jesus can save me,
Well shit, that'd be pretty nice cause this feels like hell,
Hey, Matt... I hear Guantanamo has pretty comfy cells

I

a centerfold
And everybody tryna get a piece
Kuz the city be my landscape
Griptape be the centerpiece
Money on my mind like a centerfold
And everybody tryna get

take control (Let it take control let it take control)
Lets get this party started
Let the music take control (We’re gonna do it slow)

Now I never feel

temporary and one day we let go
We eventually move on from all the feelings we show, fuck

It feel like, it's breaking me to pieces
Runnin' out of things

comparable to Mona Lisa or
A piece by Picasso
I'm trying to bring you closer to God
Like a priest or apostle
But at some point you got to see this life is what

Acid Raindrops

People Under the Stairs

O.S.T. (Original Soundtrack)

2002

your pen touch the paper write verbs and consonants
As the words become a sentence you start to feelin' different
The stress is out your mind you feel

piece, I still pray that he checks me
Cuz Now my tanks on empty, ain't been the same since she left me
I'm still the illest sick you gon feel this shit my