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asap – under control lyrics

[verse]
hey, world, i came to get f-cked up
life is what? i ain’t get enough nuts, yet
if she a b-tch then its tough luck
chill out i’m just sayin like i once was
id rather catch a plane than a bus but i can’t, so i guess imma just rock on my skate-board
i’d rather have a name than a job but i do, so that sh-t could be a reason you hate for
i got 8 more, but imma tell you one, for fun, your girl got a dumb b-tt
one day she was eyeing me, that was in biology, honestly i was tryna’ go to lunch
but, she said she had a plan, pulled out my d-ck and started blowin, guess i’m the man

pipe in her mouth, a microscope in one of her hands
she told me she doesn’t swallow and i said i understand, sh-t went down
time went by, and this a true story man i swear i wouldn’t lie
around the same time we were watching bill nyn, she was studying her -ss off wouldn’t say hi

head in the text book, wouldn’t say why
what the f-cks wrong with her when i look into her eyes
she said, “lets f-ck.” i said “whats up?”
she said, “one thing we’re gonna need another guy.”
i’m thinking she was high, told her “i ain’t on that sh-t”

she said “yeah? but the other you is, ill prove it.”
she had me feeling clueless, i knew it!
something was shady by the way she acted when she blew it
she said, “no! you don’t get it stupid! ya want brunch?”

i said, “what?”
she had to be in love cause i ain’t even know she kept my dna until i met my clone and me and myself trained on the lunch-truck!!
f-ck, f-ck, run the trap, heard a lot of stories, i ain’t even f-ck with that
f-ck with this? b-tch im a psychopath, to keep it 100 i dont even f-ck with rap
but imma’ keep spittin’ till i leave drippin adrenaline
dont f-cking mosh yet. let me get in the middle, im just a f-cking project up in the hospital!

that went wrong, gone ill be back in a little to get on, i dont really f-ck with laws
f-ck cops, take me to who the f-cks in charge
you f-ck with them? it ain’t like i dont f-ck with yall
man i just couldn’t pick a side so its f-ck you all, im a no side rida, ride for my f-cking self

yall programs designed for my other selves. 19, but my mind is 112, and you ain’t you i guess ya got your minds in a f-cking shelf
guess im derranged, they sayin im insane now , they sayin that we all sick they ain’t sayin how, maybe they waitin on it seein how it plays out

f-ck it imma say it all better let it play loud! before they shut me up, cya
call the cops, man i need a re-up, we up next if you with me if you not then its me up
stood up from the table i ain’t tryna pull my seat up. f-ck the game, f-ck the fame, bunch of mothaf-ckas tryna corrupt the name, i hope the world keeps spinning and the girls keep livin this is what it comes to when its up to lames

flip it all, get a broad and hit her raw, you gotta quit it before they give you a minute off. ain’t got a limit to how i think it or spit it get ridda you muhf-ckas who sayin i shouldn’t get involved. im already in it, made a little money but i aleady spent it, ain’t save sh-t but my thoughts and my heart beat

are we finished cause’ i gotta go get and get it, ive been in it for a minute. time to get the f-ck out, time ain’t real, how the f-ck im gon’ run out? i ain’t got a deal cause i keep sh-t real, get k!lled in the field, i ain’t chillin in the dug out. so i got them saying what now and whats next?

is this a test? yes its a test! man enough tests cause im already past, living in the future. used to have dreams now a n-gga feelin lucid, im boosted up, so loosen up or tone it down, i know you mad cause we on it now, but what am i on?

listen to the kinda sh-t i put in my song, get em up outta here when i tell em my thoughts. tell em im gone and i ain’t coming back till we all on the lawn of the whitehouse, when its lights out you p-wn in a knights house. f-ck a nice hough and a car if you still fraud ill murder you all with a hundred and runnin im gunnin for whatever motherf-cker steppin in front of it get a grip or get in a ditch, its all life and death so hit or miss, but never hit or miss. (ughhh) cause im a virus im timeless, you can’t see unless your third eye sees

im wireless, im runnin laps round you on the track im on fire b-tch, even you doubt puttin me out less you lying, im a lion with an ak strapped to my back tryna tell you to chill but you dont wanna relax you wanna be bad you wanna get it jumpin and im hungry as the government for money or to run in iraq

so f-ck around and get ate up, bouta see what all of you made of and still ain’t got enough on my plate bruh. i mean i guess i kinda do cause its a f-cking lot to you but on the real im havin fun evading you fake f-cks so break up with ya fake lover, take cover no love for you if you hate mothers, i should do one of you favors and give you 8 brothers

i been at war with my neighbors and it ain’t subtle, sp-ce shuttles ain’t sh-t, im fly, i wish youd just get off my d-ck and die and ain’t need school man i skip devry, so my mystify the mischief and kiss the sky, peep the neurolingustics to trick ya mind and get behind the wheel or get driven to h-ll you claim that ya seat but you sit in it well and me id rather be dead than to live in a cell but my livin is well

so go ahead and tell your boss f-ck you or switch context and you f-cked too. what it comes down to all words that describe feelings but who the f-ck are those up to. if its up to me then im free to do whatever i want whenever i f-ckin please, im a beast on this beat at least, so either way its the end of the bullsh-t rest in peace!!!

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