I've got to take control, take control Take control over me I've got to change my way, change my ways Change the way that I'm seen But now I've made it
Traduction: Sick Of It All. Prenez le contrôle.
take control, take control Take control over me I've got to change my way, change my ways Change the way that I'm seen But now I've made it Now I've made it
My youngins get it fucked up when ya?ll talk about the game Like it?s designed in their favor Like it ain?t outlined for them to waiver Their rights for
world you can't control Just keep me whole And now these kids beg just to here me flow But first I'll take an e pill and just roll All my crazy livin will take it
vomit My voodoo make 'em sick My voodoo make 'em sick My voodoo make 'em sick Tricky: Now when people got a good thing they want to make it a bigger
It's all about you, one time! [Down] I'ma say it's all about you baby, yeah [2Pac] Haha, for the bitches that think it's all about you It's all about
I'm doin' I'm not just here for screwin yo and if it's sore take care of it perhaps from too much stucking but anytime your aware of it then keep on f
[Chorus] This is hip hop It go clip pop It hit em if ya hit me Da clip pop it popped and it don't stop Papa said we bang bang boogie We get em oh goodie
Cent] Set it off from your left dawg Set it off from your right dawg Set it off nigga I said set if off [Verse 1] Sick with it boy, better get wit it
sick cuz I know why. I dip through in that six trey like sick em Dre. I’m an itch that they cant scratch, they’re sick of me. But hey, what else can
it down It's always off the chain man when I'm around I play the block bumpin, it was all for the dough I get the club jumpin, cause I'm sick with flow
60 Second Assassin, True Master)] (Black Samurai) "Take the sword" "The sword?" "Come on, give me the sword" "Huh?" (Everybody let your head take control
the deal, Esoteric.. 7L Oh, and another thing... kill all that.. the la la about the guns and shit Y'all ain't got no motherfuckin' guns... Y'all pull
melted wax like icarus Witness this, I'm taking theories of these scientists And proving 'em wrong yeah your crew is the bomb now move it along It's Esoteric
on me Why does everyone suffer for yourself? Maybe it's a cruel way to make It's all right, you're out of bounds You're always in control But I guess it
Gimme money, gimme jewels, everything Ayyo, you with the long hair, is it yours? I guess so, got a reciept- paid for Got anymore lipstick? I'm sick of
