Not in Control

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MadChild - Rap

Not in Control

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[Prod. Niteryder] [Verse 1:] I got a dangerous mind We live in dangerous times Looking at all other rappers you probably won't find a life that is stranger than mine They're telling me I should write a book well I guess that's what I am starting to do I worked hard, I played hard The whole time, we partied too At my age, most people they start slowing down but that's not an option Still feel young, there's a whole life I gotta rebuild, not a lot of options Move to America, he's a character, name is Madchild, he's a rapper My decision, I'm going in, cause I can't think of what to do after I'm Willy Nelson, I'm Johnny Cash, I'm doing this shit till I'm dead I'm reinventing and reinvesting till I become what's in my head Don't got a choice, I got a voice and the audience is still young I guess they all relate to me cause I did pills till I feel numb And I know my music it helped people which helped me stay on the right path But addicts just demons inside of us, they'll never leave, you just fight back OMG, that's the right path, and this family it is brand new And if I can come out the other side then I guarantee that you can too [Hook:] Doing drugs every day, you are not in control Deceiving and running with demons ay, leaving you out in the cold Making your come up from hurting your victims, that'll still rot in your soul You think you got it together, I guarantee you'll spin out of control X2 [Verse 2:] My good friends was the most loving and evil people you've ever seen And I love them with my whole heart but they did things that were obscene Yeah, all of 'em murderers rolling in trucks and convertibles prolly ain't no-one that heard of us B-M and two SUVs that were bulletproof with the top boys Head on a swivel the eyes in the back of my head for the opps and the cops boy Never went out, less than thirty of us with the dirtiest sluts didn't matter to me Playing Russian Roulette with my cock in a bottle of Jack in my socks it was something to see So many shootings and home invasions and mass murders from ill planning So many bros, dead locked away i can't believe I'm still standing I had shooters I had hitters that knocked it out of the ball park But gangsters had quit and the fortress is broke, can't even go work at Walmart What are they supposed to do, they only got one skillset Their application reach two bids and they're thankful that they ain't killed yet (amen) [Hook:] Doing drugs every day, you are not in control Deceiving and running with demons ay, leaving you out in the cold Making your come up from hurting your victims, that'll still rot in your soul You think you got it together, I guarantee you'll spin out of control X2

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  • MadChild