Murs - No More Control lyrics
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(Verse)
Joggin' through the junkyard, kickin' the can
Neva would I think I had the world in my hand
17 times, circumnavigate the globe
A traveler’s tradition, my religion is the road
Broke the mold, explored all the options
The quickest way to curate the cash, so I clocked in
On the job, no trainin' wheels
Told my mama I'mma make it cuz I say I will
Till the wheels fall off
Yes yes, y’all, till the beat it don’t stop
Between a rock & a hard place
Came up out the ghetto wit my boys, no Scarface
But is my mind playin' tricks?
If the world is really mine how I ain’t got shit?
Still they stop & they frisk
But it’s neva goin' to change till we stop & resist
(Hook)
Listen, listen, if you want it up
Till the sun is up, then you’re one of us
So listen, listen & start lettin' go
If we’ve had enough, we don’t give a fuck
No more control, no no more
No more control, no no more
(Control, control, control, control)
(Verse 2)
Welcome to the world of drug dealers
Comic books, white girls & real niggas
Skateboards, bandanas, & malt liquor
Japanese cartoons & straight killas
They tell us get out the ghetto & get rich
But when you really a rebel you don’t fit
We all tryin' to find our niche
Got to grab it by the throat & make the world your bitch
It’s the American way
Plug into the drive & let the narrative play
We obsessed wit nothin' but the best shit
Do it on your own or be a drone wit a death wish
Defy definition, repress repetition
Get money, get high, get sex, the addiction
The depression, the stress, the affliction
Get ready, get set, go, we on a mission
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
They had a rally fo' police brutality up at the park
But when we killin' ourselves don’t nobody want to march
We got to start to take a look in the mirror
If we don’t respect ourselves then they always gon' fear us
If black lives matter then black lives matter
And the colour of the killa shouldn’t even be a factor
Most of these rappers ain’t equipped to lead
Cuz most of these rappers illiterate, can’t read
This is educated street music fo' the educated street movement
It’s fucked up what the police is doin'
But muthafucka, look what we doin'
(Hook)