I got chills, they're multiplying, and I'm losing control 'Cause the power you're supplying, it's electrifying You better shape up, 'cause I need a man
my new obsession Like a vibrance in my head Stealing my attention Before the moment I can't go over It's gonna test my patience Insane, I can't control
into my brain Screws my mind until I lose control And when the building rocks, I know it's got my soul Water's running in the wrong direction Got a feeling
MC's must get dissed? The mist from the blunts smoke decides who's next on me list, Can you feel the hiss from the snake movin' my direction? No U-Turn
I got chills they're multiplying And I'm losing control 'Cause the power you're supplying It's electrifying You better shape up, 'cause I need a man
fate) Life begins when you accept your fate Paralysis from forces raging out of control until My confidence and will are at an all time low Just direction
is long Like I don't know right from wrong So I gotta be real, nothing to prove I'm still big in the hood, I feel so in control I'm chill, no one ain
to the game was a quiet wedding, then I had to fight to get her Now I'm taking control of my inception, cause they try to hit misses with my direction
up all you want It's a damn right, get up in my way I'll cross your ass like dust Under the heavens we representing directions of flesh And feeling the
the North thought and life To San Pedro I bring it between Breath and loose saliva that Every moment that I feel correct And I make it complete and direct
the light -- rarely stays on Same song, just remixed, different arrangement Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slaveship Strangeness, you don't control
Pulp Fiction+ Behind verbs and a lesson I teach For the nerve that your testin' I'll reach you from like thirty directions Heat you like, the early detections
Al Capone There's so many directions conversations can go So why you on patrol, like I'm on parole You juss wanna know in your heart, you in control
electronic device to make a sequence. Frequent blows of rejection in my section No action, no satisfaction I'm takin a walk in the wrong direction
[MadChild] I give you the creeps My style's sickening First the awakening Prepare for the quickening Battle sole controller There can only be one
overthrow in trees in hills and mountains Fountains, rivers, lakes, brooks and ponds Inhabit by rabbit snakes and swans Energy is solar life barreling beyond the sun controller
state's prosecutors study Leonardo's pictures All fraud from the renaissance age Unfold the page, Golden Gates turn to rust Man controlled like a puppet
In continents, trade off for payoff And high concepts then lost to K-Os Many tales radiate from one nexus Defending a dream of a new directive A call