Lyrics:
my ears and my eyes tell a different story
And my heart does too
I miss the telephone
Push button remote control
Most of all the love we shared
When we
dope, priest is a joke
Not the funny type, a hungry mic will leave you morose
My mystical flow bringing some hope like biblical notes
Given control over
Dead Presidents
I heard a song say god bless the broken road
I garentee the singer never had a broken home
I turn it off with remote control
Because
under the steel
How I'd wish to have a heartbeat and a soul
Not confined by chips, plugs, or remote controls
Maybe then I'd know the meaning, the feeling
when niggas kicked it
Swear that somethin' switched
Fell out of control
Like could you pass me my remote ya bitch
Fuck it we been in this for a minute
to ease remote control
Witnessed consciousness try to define itself
Slipped up tightening that bible belt
don't know me
It's remote here, we have our rules
Takes time to learn them but there are clues
It's an escape - an act of retreating
It's one that happens
Pilot my body by
Remote control
Irresponsible and reckless
It drowns out the smoke
On my clothes
The scent you left on my pillow
And the spaces
is chatting
That my Black Life Matters too
Not all but just most
Black problems denotes
How the country lose control
Like where the hell is remote
to hit, put together bit by bit
Like a do-it-yourself kit
Then I'll hold your soul on a remote control
So-called MC's will freeze so cold
Then get viewed
son ska boast
Watch and checker coast
Some might cut your throat
Control them like remote
Stay on savage mode
Steer on bloody roads
Try own shit like
And now you'll stay here with me with the back of your knees fucking slashed
By my serrated blade
That I made from the ones who share your worthless name
fingers smeared with 'Kissing Red' and melted
chocolate - SuperMan and the remote control still in a
cramped grip.
No more lonely nights
No more
expectations I've put ambition on hold
I know what channel to watch but I'm handing him the remote
To control
All of my wishes
Let go
Of all suspicions
I'll let
You can turn me on by remote control
You tell me love is just a chemical
And if this is true then I don't need you
I don't need anyone, I don't
to hate niggas want me In the drama They don't wanna Masturbate you don't wanna go wit Me never had control on me
I got more power then remotes
I turn it
get away with murder due to menstrual cramps
Instant gratification on remote control
With the skyline radio
Someday I'm gonna take that ride
I
When I'm down
Feeling lost in the drought
Overwhelmed by the weight of my doubt
You give me something I couldn't live without
Joy and peace beyond
I'm couch potatoe, I'm a couch potatoe
Pack of smokes and a dozen beer
Remote control, baby I'm in gear
When that test pattern comes I go to bed
Now
the chip inside my lap top
All the variations you could do with me
Nicer than the girl up in your mind you're free
Automatic crystal remote control, we
watching in the darkness of his home...
Watching you, watching me
Six remote controls
So he can sit back on his ass
And watch the world from his perch
there's a crowd up by the lake
and my friends are on their way
gathered by remote control
happy free
throw my arms around the sun
try to burn with
and get filled up with you
Pre-Chorus:
A vodka iced tea and,
a pretty bag of weed- yeah lets roll
Come and play with me babe,
I’ll give you the remote
Feelin' like a lollipop forgot in Pyongyang
Dancin' to the voodoo beat boom bam bam
Baby doll, remote control
Caravan love is all you know
Kickin'
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