No More Control

Jogging through the junkyard, kicking the can

Never would I think I had the world in my hand

17 times, circumnavigate the globe

A traveler’s tradition, my religion is the road

Broke the mold, explored all the options

The quickest way to curate the cash, so I clocked in

On the job, no training wheels

Told my mama I'mma make it cause I say I will

Till the wheels fall off

Yes yes, y’all, 'till the beat it don’t stop

Between a rock and a hard place

Came up out the ghetto with my boys, no Scarface

But is my mind playing tricks?

If the world is really mine how I ain’t got shit?

Still they stop and they frisk

But it’s never gonna change till we stop and resist

Listen, listen, if you want it up

Till the sun is up, then you’re one of us

So listen, listen, and start letting go

If we’ve had enough, we don’t give a fuck

No more control, no no more

No more control, no no more

(Control, control, control, control)

Welcome to the world of drug dealers

Comic books, white girls, and real niggas

Skateboards, bandanas, and malt liquor

Japanese cartoons and straight killers

They tell us get out the ghetto and get rich

But when you really a rebel you don’t fit

We all tryna find our niche

Got to grab it by the throat and make the world your bitch

It’s the American way

Plug into the drive and let the narrative play

We obsessed with nothing but the best shit

Do it on your own or be a drone with a death wish

Defy definition, repress repetition

Get money, get high, get sex, the addiction

The depression, the stress, the affliction

Get ready, get set, go, we on a mission

They had a rally for police brutality up at the park

But when we killing ourselves don’t nobody want to march

We got to start to take a look in the mirror

If we don’t respect ourselves then they always gone fear us

If black lives matter then black lives matter

And the color of the killer shouldn’t even be a factor

Most of these rappers ain’t equipped to lead

Cause most of these rappers illiterate, can’t read

This is educated street music for the educated street movement

It’s fucked up what the police is doing

But motherfucker look what we doing