on your ass Like an avalanche, a soul survivor, learned to get high And pull drive bys, murder my foes, can't control my nine Hearin' thoughts of my
just find something I can use And I feel it running through me, but I give it my heart and soul I practice while I?m singing; let the feeling take control
My guilt and my shame Always sell me short, always feel the same And my face and my soul Always wear me thin, always under control But the longest hours
hype, to stop it the modules on cruise control Ride out on these niggas-bitches-ho's Ain't takin' no titles I instantly bruise your soul Talkin' that
The stress of everyday living Is slowly corrupting my soul I'm 2 months out the joint on papers Walking with 3 years parole I did 4 and a half a slab
when can I leave, when can I leave? All that I hope for, all that I need The back of the closet, the air that I breathe My soul's on cruise control Happily
made a joke, I do what I want to Jump on the the back of what you belong too Oh, uh, oh, oh, uh, oh, oh I'm losing my control I'm bearing out my soul
to go When lil' Junior died the Westside got out of control We miss that brother soul how much he'll never know Oh and reminiscing on my boy lil' Khatto
go off like a Shite bomb And All ya'll see I'm on my War paint on my face, shit My nine mm on my waist, shit I'm a problem Shoot up your place shit
'z on Thatz the move AJ [yea] Well it'z on We gon intensify the struggle, you know what I'm sayin' We under a lot of pressure, all opposites survive
poor man take? Aggravation in my mind, my body and my soul There's no solution to it all, it's out of control, out of control Is it my imagination,
on and on and full has never been told Could go on and on and full has never been told Could go on and on and full has never been told Could go on and
... Are you receiving There's some survival here It's so boring out there To find a group control Cause they're frightened of your soul But
someone he could always hold Which turned into control, which turned into paranoid narcoleptic vision I met a boy who was 15 years old, he was so hell bent on control
out the goo, feast on her crotch Raging fires of hell, burning through my soul My love for a dead fuck, I cannot control The child soon will rise, all
We are the new jacks, this is our reality Do unto others, leave no one alive This is our creed, we will survive No control is how I'm livin' On the edge
can hold tight love bite and share some soul we can pick and roll lose control and let me take it like how I let you break it don't forget We can get high on
and obsolete On every station it's hot you can't stop my heat I taught J and Dre how to rock the beat On what's going on today yo, I gots to speak I