Lyrics:
the hole
Send down
A little bit o soul
When you're mad at the world
And you feel like
You're losing control
What we all need
To get by is just
of town, niggas chased us
But now I know the time, got a older mind
Plus control a nine, fine, see, now I represent mine
I'm new on the rap scene,
God standin' by us
And the prisoners fighting fires (My soul)
And I might be biased, but my soul
Needs you Lord, Jesus come now, take control
(Take
spendin'
The media said he's way out of control
I just feel like I'm the only one not pretendin'
I'm not out of control, I'm just not in they control
I
you can't control her mouth
And these R&B stars having sex with the kids
Need to be chopped up and castrated and served to the pigs
Oh yeah homeboy, you
And perform miracles like Jesus
The total respect, we achieve it
And the big head-liner can't believe it
It's called breath control, breath control
Cocaine business controls America
Ganja business controls America
KRS-One come to start some hysteria
Illegal business controls America
One
people say so
Got everything outta control, now everybody go
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Steel unload, final blow
We, the animals, take
(Dolly Parton)
Daddy I feel that I must talk to you
Are you sure this is what you want to do?
Now it's not for us kids that I beg you to stay
more coke
Then give us another chair
Then give us some more rope
Then hang it like right there, yeah
It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair
Care? No
to kids and teens and adults and senior citizens too
And I'd be willing to bet that it appeals to you, too
So if you're not into rap give us a chance
niggas, now, playa what it be like?
When will niggas see they got us bleedin' with three strikes
Can't seem to focus hopeless, with violent thoughts I
by the strength of five
And she says, "Happiness ain't free
Everybody fights just like me
But I've given up the ability to retreat"
And I said
Kid rock I got the sex rhymes
Kid rock I got the sex rhymes
Kid rock I got the sex rhymes
All world class
Kid rock mutha fucker Yo I ain't no
control
Party! Let's get outta control
Party! Let's get outta control
(Ooooooo)
Let's grab a smoke a toke
We're hanging on by a rope
We're gonna get xxx
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
like they know
Their fingerprints are hidden by control
This is where the line is drawn, see
You can't take my soul away from me
Everywhere you look,
to peel, it's not real
Plant that as a matter of fact we crack em down
Us against brown,run fast like you ran track
Never look back push the A-C-C
Who`s this kid with his mumbo jumbo
Living in air-conditioned limbo
Though they treat him just like a guest
He`s living under threat of arrest
Who's this kid with his mumbo jumbo
Living in air-conditioned limbo
Though they treat him just like a guest
He's living under threat of arrest
normally kill us
But this much desire, together, we're winners
They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners
But don't let them ruin our
memory
Running straight outta time, straight outta time (x2) Since you were mine
That autumn chill sent a shiver, girl, it shook us to the bone
and Kendrick
Chronic, good kid, my first year, 3 documentaries
Now I'm blockin' sentries, 16 Impalas
They bounce like they need a dollar
That's on my mama,
inside of me
Those wheel on the highway are whinin' on by
Baby I gotta leave
If I don't get out now while my minds in control
Then I'll never be able
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