Lyrics:
told y'all of the stages I can't agree wit
We showed y'all, promoted y'all on how to freak shit
But here's a little secret...
Uh uh we still number one,
intentions of the founders, and they still countin'
No child left behind, read between the lines
Tryin' to control
Their precious minds
Armies in the school
stackin' baby
Control the freak in me secretly that's what's crackin' baby
And you don't have to hate me
Or under rate what I do
Conviction with diction I
baby
Control the freak in me secretly that's what's crackin' baby
And you don't have to hate me
Or under rate what I do
Conviction with diction I choose
the one who is secure
A real woman who can act nice and pure
But be a freak when we roaming in the sheets
You know the type to wake the neighbors
A scream-like laughter echoes in your head
As the cross-eyed dancers are capering
They flash by you with twisted smiles
Spinning around in odour,
I feel you stare
Watch me not care
Glare at the freak
You've no control
Feel your eyes probing me, judging me
Only makes me want to explode, just
like 20 bucks a month for a tv..UNREAL! So I went, and picked out a cute 12 inch color TV, and walked home with it that day. I got a remote control unit,
This love is supernatural
This world is unpredictable
Somethin really strange has got control of my dreams
I keep on howlin at the moon
What
like a wild boar gods make the rains pour I'm in heels kitchen tiga you better listen money gon' be mad eand freaks gon' keep on bitchin actin like
that rent control was a good idea
Until I moved in here, Now I'm the only sucker
Paying more then a hundred bucks a room.
And I'm surrounded by
big body Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue lights on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my
to a bomb
Humanity is gone, smoked up in a gravity bong
by a democrat republican Cheech and Chong
Immortal Technique, you never heard me preachin' a song
of the nation
In the state with the densest population
The Garden State, where the gardener wrecks it
I tell people where I live by the exit
Joisey, where
to see
So have a gander
And meet your poultric pullet commander
The coward in question? By now
You know him so well
But then, who am I to go
freaks, play puppet master
Do as I say, when I say, or disaster
Ooh, do you like me when I'm cool?
Laid back, shut trap
Ooh, I don't get by pleasing
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