Crowd Control . Lyrics

(To cure you, to make you sane)

(Yeah)

Fast living, rent free, dues paid, God test's me

(Test's, Yeah)

Poverty proof of the next me

It's crazy to me how some people think I'm not alone

I did it alone, then they all came along

(Death)

But death ain't a problem to Jesus, it's treason again

Set me free for my own good

But without him, ain't nothing good around here

Shedding tears on a daily basis

I got people waiting in the queue

Leave it to God, he'll deal with the few

Made a song bout the "Due", date is all on me

Heaven sent, Deuteronomy

Airing them out, it's a evil economy

Doo, doo, doo, doo!

Do you even really care about the news?

Do you even care to listen to other people's opinions when it don't involve you?

You an arrogant man, set with a plan

Hidden agenda, deceiving the people

It's sad, Crowd Control to the max

I got homies acting phony, Is it me or it holy?

Temple of God that I ruined, I pray that I don't got it on me

Sad enough it's the whole me

Set back to my old ways, led astray

It's different when I'm in the game

Double the lanes, give me a enemy please

Little did I know it was me

So I got to break these chains

Praying for self control, maybe for a day?

It's a different me, not a new year

I got ten minutes, with the few here

It's we happy few, but between me and you

Decibel lyrics they pew, shoot till they bleed

But between you and me, there might be a demon between

Heather, were you been?

Is you even enjoying yourself, or you still on the fact that you haven't been chosen?

Or is it the fact that you weren't even on the wagon that I brought to this meeting?

Polkadots populating the seasoning that I added

Tell my momma, help me panic

Cause I only do what she says

Been a victim to my mentality ever since I was young

Cause I never wanted to be read

Instead of filling on my own, it was porn that was in me

I know it's evil, but it's left this guy

In the end I was pressed

It's stupid I know, but it's something that's up on my chest

Now I'm praying it's not in my head

Fast living, rent free, dues paid, God test's me

(Test's, Yeah)

Poverty proof of the next me

It's crazy to me how some people think I'm not alone

I did it alone, then they all came along

(Yeah)

But instead it wasn't, (Death)

Death ain't a problem to Jesus, it's treason again

Again and again

(See for ex-, a constant-, and yes they might get flash backs-)

(It's the fact that there is a secret in it that's unbearable)

(Which is that the person you need for your survival, is the person hurting you)