elitist faction fueling the flames. In wonder of this revolutionary standstill. Lifestyle choices, never in struggle? Short sighted goals, this is not freedom, this is control
Traduction: Against Me!. C'est un contrôle.
your elitist faction fueling the flames. In wonder of this revolutionary standstill. Lifestyle choices, never in struggle? Short sighted goals, this is not freedom, this is control
me Make my body move It's all up to you What's it gonna be Play my joint again Play my jam and Send this one out to me Bring it back again It's a fact
I see it in my mind Playing over and over again 'Cause boy right now You got me breaking down And I just can't figure out why But this is what you say
us again with false pretence Get outta control get outta control Stop that rain this is self-defense Get outta control get outta control Get outta control get outta control
the wind, Its on and poppin' again, We rebel rockin and rollin, This club is outta c-, outta c-,ou-ou-ou-outta control! She got me outta control, She make me
gone with the wind, It's on and poppin' again, We rebel rockin and rollin, This club is outta c-, outta c-, ou-ou-ou-outta control! She got me outta control, She make me
gone with the wind, Its on and poppin' again, We rebel rockin and rollin, This club is outta c-, outta c-,ou-ou-ou-outta control! She got me outta control, She make me
Sydney in the Sheraton lobby Grab my coattails and get a grip (Grab 'em) You want the truth? Well, the truth is This is it, pointin' out the differences This is
crush the ones below Or all the ones that you fear most And you call this crowd control Well let me break it down for ya The fire in your veins is just
the a.k. spray so Stop face fightin' me, like ya face frighten' me I do this every year so I ain't never scared I do this everywhere and you ain't never
This bitches is crazy man (crazy, what the ****!)! This bitch gon tell me? Listen to this shit son, this bitch gon tell me (Do you believe this shit?) Yo, matter of fact, this
demons down to your mind to take control If it thinks it's got my mind Well it better think again I got the pleasure of the piano and this powerful pen
't control Who walked away from you Don't you wish that you could hold The pretty little paper doll The one you couldn't quite control Who walked away from you Flip to me