Lyrics:
This is the hour when the mysteries emerge
A strangeness so hard to reflect
A moment so moving, goes straight to your heart
Condition has never been
the side that they ride for
Privateer raids on the core system while the whole planet under war conditions
Taking more victims
Then a mutiny taking over
want to touch the sky unleash control want to feel time travel real through my soul want to ride real
High want to lay real low independent free thought
Until we lose control
It's life or death, do they want more
It's the art of war
Broken, rip me open
Consequences, no concerns
Revolution, no
It's about losing control of your inhibitions
Being a part of a whole other dimension
Losing your mind
Touching your soul getting lifted
Spirit
Attention we have got a medical emergency
The patient's condition is critical and fading
Oh, I've got this under control
But these is no guarantee
the spectacle, the grand social circus.
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Up against the rows of grey robots who control our lives
The things we have to offer sometimes seem so frail.
by their own roots into each others roots in their own devious way &
so each time the bad weather conditions came the dell of the old popular
willows
And this is my last chance, to ask for permission
And this condition can't be fixed with a prescription
And don't you love the way it tastes?
technicolor vision is way out of control
Let it glow, let it glow
Where the Earth's magnetic fields
Play a crucial role
It's plasma, y'all
Northern Lights
when you cause a Kardi condition
To spread peace and love, aye yo, that's my mission
So a listen, a to what we say
Silverhouse makes the funky rhythms
condition is killing me
The isolation still surrounds me
In remission but it's killing me
It's what I can't control
What I can't control
What I can't
like candy
Now he's hooked and he's buying her gold
She whipped his ass like pussy control
When you lick the dicks your done for good
Fuckin triflin
Your emotions can be your own greatest enemy
Or under control
Your emotions can make you healthier and happier
And improve the lives of people around
a lighter with no fumes
Hot head, cold heart and an attitude
Never thought that I couldn't control it
Never thought it would get to be so cold
Superstition
you're not in control
Me i'm just rapping these bars
Me i'm just making my art
Putting my work in
Whenever i think about hurting
I listen to a verse
sleep
Where the little kids get ammunition, word, you can't get no nutrition
Or any type of suitable livin' condition
Listen, they shoot you over that
control of a home grown situation
I lay back and then I turn the alarm off and turn out the light
There's goin to be some quality sleeping
'cause quality's
marinate
Have control over time
& don't allow time to have control over you
Because y'all do know its never too late right?
(hook)
Don’t let time pass you
little control I have.
How little money I have to control my surroundings in a way that makes me comfortable.
Lord take my pain.
I get so mad
I get so mad
condition is winning and then the rest is misgiving
If i switch my positon am i killing ambition
Where you get your distance
Repay my virtue with your
to lead you
This is the Hour of Grace,
Open up your minds
Open up Your Hearts
Allow the Holy Spirit
To take control over your life
I’ve opened my heart
my inhibitions
Out of your conditions
Not a pawn in your games
not asking for permission
making my decisions
i'm choosing my own way
So many voices
Small minds warped by tube of visions
Evil thoughts invade with wrong
Impressions
Spread across the world
Violence is taking control
Images
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