Creative Control (Instrumental)

歌詞

Ahhhhhhhhhh yeah, c'mon now! [x3] [repeats in background x2 to fade] Yo, stop look and heed participate in the reorganizing Of a lyricist, decide the category I fall into When I'm on the venue, I tend to Serve a delicacy fella peep what's on the menu The slept on phenomenon, the mic be in my palm and on Many wanna hold me back, cause I'm comin on strong Subject matters are struck, my imagination Is wonder, that's underestimated by Sons of bitch who have power to sign me but Flaunt it wanted stuff I didn't dig into my findings So they're univited Tell me do this, do that, do this do that do this In order to sell this, you gotta pursue this type of program I ain't no mascot for no massa Like Mista Slave Driva some odd years ago and yo O is not about to be between an imaginary tug-of-war Feedin me partk style with bread like a pigeon So I say, get your ears ready for creative control Cause no one's gonna tell me how to sell out my soul hah (c'mon now) Get your ears ready for creative control Ahh yeah's start again for [x4] Cause no one's gonna tell me how to sell out my soul, yeah