Lyrics:
8 Lane Records
Mad dawg man richer than obama dat's it mhmm
A billi transit
She a show me titty say mi philly toxic mhmm
Another
Bad bitch, she
In Trash City on Party Avenue
I got a girl from Kalamazoo
In Trash City on a transit line
I put you on hold but you're looking fine
In Trash
guessing who I'm running with
Control the population and hide behind sacred covenants
Fucking with me?!?! Means liberal wildlife burning, gasoline seized
you have never seen. We call it Transit.
DOROTHY
Transit.
RAJ
At our level, IP theft is no joke. To save a project from getting in the open, you
Universal transits
We're always being shaped by Universal transits
We're always being shaped by Universal transits
We're always being shaped by dark energy
doesn't mean we're too far down the line.
We're out of control,
out of control,
We're out of control.
Out of control.
The record player keeps
for 1990
Of course eighty nine is behind me
Check it out
It's called breath control breath control breath control stylee
Breath control
of control)
But it doesn't mean we're too far down the line
We're out of control
(Out of control)
We're out of control
(Out of control)
The record
Girl you go get nailed to the cross
To the cross
To the cross
To the cross
Let's record this shit on your Phone
On your phone
On your phone
On your
a yellow bone with me (Net for Control)
I pray all the time (Net for Control)
I give my haters all a smile (Net for Control)
I record all night (Net for
Uh
Fight Musik
Ha ha
Sound the alarm, there's fire in the booth
The type of record that'll violate a room
Gotcha boots walkin', get a mile in
of control
But it doesn't mean we're too far down the line
We're out of control
Out of control
The record player keeps on turning round
It could
I hear records in my head everywhere that I go
I've got records in my head spinning out of control
They go round and around and again
Round
a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
We comin' through to take control
want to lose control
Where's the party? I want to free my soul
Where's the party? I want to lose control
Where's the party? I want to free my soul
the party' I want to lose control
Where's the party' I want to free my soul
Where's the party' I want to lose control
Where's the party' I want to free my
Knock Your F**king Block Off!
Knock Your F**king Block Off!!
Knock Your F**king Block Off!!!
cnd then record it on our nokia <3
Knock Your F**king
posted, caked up Hostess
Face down while that a** up shawty focused
No hands but I control it like hypnosis
Chosen straight outta Roseland 1 double O
night we doing our thing
We killing the zombies like transit
Bitch I'm a bandit They ever send you that shit you remand it
We used to pull up on stores
at the transit in the dead of the night
These fucking zombies, but really that's beyond me
Tryna live my dreams from everything that I seen as a young man
So if
on a tangent
Wrote down some words
But they're lost in transit
Glitchin' in the kitchen on a sweaty night
Dorkwave records make me feel alright
Nobody's bitchin
and scratchin
Second after second it's the record he's catchin
His hands are so fast that it's a medical riddle
With the turntable split and the mixer in
your hands
And never let them go
We cannot pass the control
Change the station
Or turn the volume low
Your mind's in transit
I don't know where it goes
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
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