won't fight in your war. i won't spend my life struggling under your control ...there's no controlling me don't you try and stop me, cause i've lost control
make a wager I can get a cut from Moony, I can go Southside show down and holla at major Get a cut, nigga I pimp a slut on the cut Man I got great pass
have been Kahlua or ice cream My pipe dream's long as the fight scenes in The Matrix Scorpio rising, sex fiend by nature Try to control that shit so
so much I wanna sing about you doin' my cut Baby you're my favourite cut [Verse 1:] She gotta a body so your probably like whoa Hips swinging outta control
's similar to Rhythm Nation but thugged out, forgive me Janet Who's in control I'm acvtivatin yo souls You know, the way the games get controlled
n haters get mushed. Bitches lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut. Fist the cup. The lady gave her eighty some paper cut. Now picture us. Its
give it to you Once I'm in - in sum, I'm a freak with it Money come quiddick, hot shit I spit it G-Unit kitted, blue New York fitted Shorty wanna cut
to see a player doin' good, I know Behind my back, talkin' shit like a little hoe Little did you know, I got the people standin' up Tucked away, in the cut
faced with Niggaz just like me tryin' to replace my placement From this shit it looks the shit niggaz don't want no statements Yet they on some hate shit
about to rip it, apart, startin wit yo heart, we ain't hard shit, dirty ass street nigga, stained an the scarin shit, an foreign shit, most hoes would
uh-ohh [Akon:] I may look scandalous, baby girl lemme tell you one thing I'm a real live g You'll be laced up in diamonds In every type cut One thing
life? Better take it now I'm still alive let me break it down Turn this shit to the O.K. Corral Get to blastin', whippin' asses Forget that talk shit,
save your mundane platitudes for those who give a shit. i'll burn in hell and be through with it. ive got a life. it aint big, but its a life. and ive
bakery to cook these cakes Man I'm goin to hell Or I'm a die in jail Or these bullets gon' rain And I'm gonna get nailed Cut cut cut me down Nicky It
please believe me The way I formulate on time with metaphors lines and punch lines Some times the shit amaze me Fall back with a spliff and admire my shit
Your left tied in my basement You shit all in your panties I have made you malnourished You'll be dead in a week I let shit dry up in you I keep shoving
can beware And get a compass come past my location Cause my crew be rolling mad deep like Hatians On some no fair shit, singe your nose hair shit Nowadays
Forest down [CHORUS:] The Demon takes control of me and I must fight him for my soul The Demon has control of me and he won't let go of my soul We cut