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Marcus Orelias Lyrics for Song: Exercise Control
 Lyrics for Album: Rebel Of The Underground [2013]
 
 
 
 21555>(Piano Intro)
 
 
 
 (Verse 1: Marcus Orelias)
 
 
 
 Let me start off bat, I'm not a conscious cat
 
 I just want you to see where my conscious at
 
 No justice and no peace, too many mamas in tears
 
 Son's deceased at seventeen; this prison's a beast
 
 And we gotta eat but government don't give a shit
 
 As long as police see, less and less niggas breathe
 
 It seems like every single month there's a tragedy
 
 Somebody getting shot up or shot down, don't faze me
 
 Not that I don't care, it's the way the hood made me
 
 But lately, I've been thinking of adapting a new plan
 
 To grab the youth and take the world in my hands
 
 I hope you understand, ten to four, I watched the tube
 
 Same tube showing you a black life's worthless
 
 Shows us cuffed up, buck buck, hearses-the pain
 
 I put in everything, if we could link up every gang
 
 When will we fight back? They hitting kids
 
 The story trends, media sweeps then we're all fine
 
 That's why I, don't watch news cause its full of lies
 
 
 
 (Hook)
 
 
 
 I think gangs can be positive
 
 It just has to be organized
 
 And it has to steer away from being self-destructive
 
 To being self productive
 
 I think this country was built on gangs
 
 I think this country still is run on gangs
 
 Republicans, Democrats
 
 The police department, the FBI, the CI- those are gangs
 
 360 myself then I exercise control
 
 
 
 (Verse 2: Marcus Orelias)
 
 
 
 Me and my homies mobbing down the block
 
 I stop; ask myself, how many bodies gotta drop?
 
 I hear, God don't like ugly but isn't fond of pretty either
 
 So our hands embrace heat, incase the streets get cold
 
 If I talk revolution, most wouldn't know the code
 
 If I make songs for club, it feels like my soul's sold
 
 Standing on a middle ground, with nowhere to go
 
 Cause you know, these cops give a damn about a Negro
 
 Pull a strap, say you shot back; he's the hero
 
 Doesn't matter if you rap or not, have a wrap or not
 
 Exercise control and keep those Glocks cocked
 
 Scream out your rights; aight? I know, I bring it raw
 
 Dodging the law, how do we avoid the pin?
 
 When stand your ground, stop and frisk is the same shit
 
 Used to target me, honesty'll probably be the end of me
 
 I'm hearing stop the violence but that can't be
 
 As long as we don't look at ourselves, as a society
 
 
 
 (Hook)
 
 
 
 I think gangs can be positive
 
 It just has to be organized
 
 And it has to steer away from being self-destructive
 
 To being self productive
 
 I think this country was built on gangs
 
 I think this country still is run on gangs
 
 Republicans, Democrats
 
 The police department, the FBI, the CI- those are gangs
 
 360 myself then I exercise control
 
 
 
 (Outro)
 
 
 
 Where are we going? Where are we headed?
 
 Because believe me, it isn't always the police.
 
 There's two sides to every story, three if the truth's told
 
 In the backseat, headed somewhere unknown
 
 All alone, my innocence will soon be seized
 
 No permanent friends, no permanent enemies just permanent interest.
 
 Its time to fight the powers that be; let em know
 
 We can't have peace until niggas get a piece too
 
 We're taught our only option's to be deceased
 
 Look, I'll be what you need me to be just know
 
 Where I'm headed could be a rocky road.
 
 Shit, this old world is crumbling fast, a new one
 
 Coming slow but fsho, you better exercise control
 
 Before THEY take control, ya dig?
 
 Rebel with a cause and THEY hate it,
 
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