Control, Control

Nah, this one could be out of Control (x6)

Ya, now pass me hits of the chronic

Man i'm try'na be iconic with lil' hits of Ebonics

And lil hints of Chronicles of Riddick

My chronicles entail enlargement with the monocle

Tellin' me to come and get it

And i'm with it

My mother concern

I made these wide turns with the usher ties

Had to let 'em burn

Now let the Rosetta turn

Me into a stone cold killer with a better perm

Are you here for better or worst

Could better your purse

But you wouldn't come up out

Just by liftin' your skirt

Try'na flirt, it hurt

Some of my favorite women call me a jerk

But still i only call my momma

She the only reason i work

I was curse to be the man with the consciousness

Big as the continents

Except i got an ego that is bigger and opposite

That's what the problem is

Tryin' to stay neutral in amidst of Apocalypse

Now this one could be out of control

[Chorus]

(system of control and an unaware mind

Make the prisoner a ho) (x2)

[Verse 2]

What's up

Could take you back to the Constitution

I swear at my palms

Kill a fuckin' cop try'na stop me

Bearin' my arm

Rather alarm but i am calm

And i'm awaiting the storm

You should be warn

My ambition it is similar to all the Crusades to the damn Christians

I hate, when a woman tell me i'm trippin'

Of course i'm trippin'

Bush was tellin' lies

And i was forced to listen

Obama been tellin' lies

It's time to click the news off

Click my shoes off

Went back to my roots

Rollin' this truth

Try'na cool off

Every time i do another show there's a fear that i'll get boo'd off

Guess that's the insecurities of a man

Take the suit off

Let that girl dance

Take the rubber bands on top of the loot off

The hatred is Lil Duval

Rather comedic, i don't need it

Give me my U-Haul

Take all my rhymes upstate to Tallahassee

But when my girl asks me how it's all going

I say, "this could be outta control"

[Chorus]

(system of control and an unaware mind

Make the prisoner a ho) (x2)