doomed pay your money stand in line like a sheep in a sermon rapt, yet blind RIGHT WHERE THEY WANT YOU YOU ARE CONTROLLED EVERYTHING'S UNDER UNDER CONTROL
faith so life ain't straight, if you incapable Having a little trouble a day wid ah fiend or somethin' Betta plead to bloody Jesus, watch how the majesty control
[MadChild] I give you the creeps My style's sickening First the awakening Prepare for the quickening Battle sole controller There can only be one
In an enemy land Ack, just by destroying starks enterprises We could cripple their national defense So you professor Finkle, the world's greatest expert
, you now entrust Dog you like hound and mutts Pound pups get sound struck Clown what? You'll get drowned in the cut While crowd round up Rage, rock
man My hiding in the crowd My mother my sisters eyes My seniors and their prying My freedom my prison cell My tempting to destroy My fantasies my lost control
I go for mine Say 'check one-two', and run down the line To the average MC I'm known as The Terminator Funky beat maker, new jack exterminator Destroy
flyest chics, my outfits be freshly dipped No matter what the steez, I'm equipped Well my name is M-D, I'm known as the motivator, funky beat maker New jack terminator, enjoy to destroy
Death, swords and inhuman minds control our world Marxists, nazies and communists steel freedom From our lifes Go wild you banging crowd Destroy there
hands You'll destroy the lamps Then they'll know who's in control Bring those lamps back to me Don't leave them in one piece Make sure there's a crowd
man Of my virtue I am justly proud Et tibit Pater (And to you, Father) Beata Maria, you know I'm so much purer than The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd
[together] C.f. digital bust critical Lighters get burned on a diamond stylus Four elements control the soundclash Coflow responds to the crowd's mileage
bend them and get attention As I destroy decoys and make noise My b-boys will be employed, to deploy like the falling of Troy Fell into the soul, control
be there on time I deliver a rhyme The heckler of hip hop, hop to this one I got more kid, they hate to miss one Style got jazz and the crowd's out of control
????, dialogues and formats be on some ill type streets raps from way back as a child i got wilder styles i used to shine all day and a rocked the crowd i destroy
at As I destroy you with mortal combat "you say daddy I don't want none..." --> kool moe dee (repeat 4x) I roll so bold with soul control
? ? ? ? , dialogues and formats Be on some ill type streets raps from way back As a child I got wilder styles I used to shine all day and a rocked the crowd I destroy
