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think that you could play me for a fool
rollin with the reaper i aint playin by the rules

now the devil goin everywhere that i go
got my mama prayin that

MATADOR THE STATUS QUO
THEY PANDERIN TO THE BLACKER VOTE
I PRESS MUTE ON THE REMOTE CONTROL
GO DA VINCI MODE, TO CRACK CODE

YOUR 2CENTS HIT THE FLO AND NOW

Vampires

Atmosphere

God Loves Ugly

2002

on the television, celebrate status quo
Energy, push mute on the remote control
Break the beats, shatter the measure to pieces
All I've left is the breath and the will

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

Strap yourself in, this ride's about to start
But don't worry, I left a bomb under your seat
You interfere, control, control
But this ride you can't

at this dive bar
I took too many shots
A healthy tip for making me dull
Let's pretend I'm still in full control
As if my emotions can only be suppressed
By

CHORUS
How am I going to live
Without you, Lord
How am I going to live
Without you, by my side (X2)

2ND VERSE
Take my heart Lord
Control it like remote

the remote control?
Cooked up by 5G towers & poles
Ignoring global warming
Don't care for solutions
Instant gratification over
The revolution
The road

sell me, the devil's soul, make your head explode
With the planable chip, by remote control, I told them all what to expect
Fuck love and respect, when

explode
With the planable chip, by remote control, I told them all what to expect
Fuck love and respect, when you're on your knees with a gun to your head

I took a walk through your world today
Nice place to visit but I wouldn't want to stay
I want to see how other people live
Remote control and not

this life shit together
Join me by my side
Yeah
Taking off we bout to bolt
Full control from
We got the remote
In the bed we fucking fosho
Lowkey nobody

One Shot

Pulley

Esteem Driven Engine

1996

motivation, remote controls and mtv,
A generation that hypnotized lulled by repetitious lies.
Spoonfed all of their corporate pro-gramming.
I'm not a one hit

green, man I'm lookin' clean
Want remote control, good green and nice Byzantines

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call

gone because we getting older

You should lock me up already
People think that I'm a beast
Like I'm possessed by a demon
And he got me on a leash
I could

Trilogy of Terror

Kool G Rap

Road to the Riches

1989

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

loose control 
I give u plenty love that u wanting 
And shima calm down no more fronting 
Coz I want to hold u by my side 
       
      CHORUS (ICEBLINK)

to the point where the mind work mechanical
Or works by remote control
It was done to all of us, they tapped directly into our soul
Either it's sing-sing,

is your brain on drugs"
I pick up my remote control and just turn
'Cause with that bullshit I'm not concerned
See me and my brother jump in the BM

and spread those wings
Fuck remote control
And pull your own strings

I ain't gon fuckin lie
I kinda lost my way
Despite the fact that I got
A lot things

away, away
Away, away, away
Yeah
I'm in total control, I got this day on game mode
I'ma make changes in my life, like I gotta universal remote (Click)

we go
Like
Might as well drown myself in a bottle 
Genie spreads the gospel 
While weed keeps under control 
WHERES my head like looking for the remote

less barbaric 
Than the esoteric alphanumeric interference 
Putting people in hysterics, souls in remote control, 
Vices fueled by devices 
Seismic

Dispatch, we are in hot pursuit
Of two hostile fugitives
One immensely obese brute accompanied
By a scrawny, peg legged minion
Now, we have attempted