resound And then you can't lose control Say, your time has come and then Hard to pinpoint find the seam Where that one time ends Where that time begins
you hoped for when we were still kids? Stay young, stay young No, don't lose your heart Don't lose your soul Don't give up control It's the business end
say somethin' to God 'cause only God can solve the problems of today get on my knees and pray, I cry and say if I die today please take my soul away
gotta take time to slow down Better take time to veer off the road Enjoy the sights while you are here There's nothing to fear but fear itself Who knows when the end
My mind's controlled before I learned mind control What you call living life, I call dying slow I'm genetically predisposed The reaper the only thing that can ease my soul
I was an outcast, outsider, trouble maker A lost soul, outta control, in danger Didn't have a care in the world, my feelings were numb Never showin' emotion
even a clue of who, Like the muddy Mississippi, my tears flowed Carrying with it my lonely soul where or what I would become To hold me, control
my lonely soul Leaving no clue of who, where or what I would become Oh, how I longed to be possessed by one somebody To hold me, control me, show me
the illets of all time I swing from chandeliers and wall climb And specialize in warfares of all kind A lot of MC's said I'm a run it down rhyme But half the time
my own now, in my own world feeling free Can't change the way I am with your insanity I'ma stay who I be, can't nobody change me Got my soul to protect
My penstroke, is leavin' other men broke What I invoke is never asleep, ever woke It controls the soul of your foes and kinfolk Maintaining my scope from beginnin' to end
Yea, Listen *repeated* *Sample: Listen to the heart* Blood burgundy soul, heart cold Surgery flowed, they operate like an emergency *Sample 2x: Listen
all, we live in that vision Hundred dollar bill Origami Balloon inflation, new world economy We float on tsunami to global warming We need structures to control
, and some days I pray for soul Some days I just pray to the God of sex and drums and rock 'n' roll Some nights I lose the feeling, and some nights I lose control
is skin tight I'll write my love songs On the back of my battle rhymes The question wouldn't be If I sold my soul My soul's been sold The question is
of my heartless strap Say my name three times like candy man, bet I roll on your ass Like an avalanche, a soul survivor, learned to get high And pull
this cheddar, forever Corner standing, in any weather, heat holding you down Controlling your ground, stick-up kids come around And taste the pound, CNN, put our soul