The Soul Controller Lyrics - Ironman - Ghostface Killah

Whoaahhhoahhh, oahhhohhhhh 

It's been a long, long 

A long time coming 

A change gon' come 

Yo, yo these streets got me backed down how can I escape? 

How can I survive without bubblin weight? 

It's prepared for the stand off, once you hand off 

that white rock, and then give birth to a knot 

Your biggest dream was to rock your 850 and beam 

You and the Gods buy a crib in the white part of Queens 

But at the same time, niggaz on the block is ill 

Some'll rock you to sleep, hap, for selling cross pills 

Being watched all day like enemy's prey 

Faces, you never seen before is in your hallway 

Brothers you knew for years is mad pussy and scared 

Back in the days U.F.O.'s couldn't walk up in here 

It's time to motor, travel like a foul order 

Clear my head, stay sober, the soul controller 

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Oahhhh, it's been a long, long 

A long time coming 

A change gon' come 

Oh, yes it will 

Said I'm too, tired of livin 

But I'm, but I'm afraid to die 

Cause I don't know what's up there 

In that great big ol' sky 

Sink deep into the fog, big buffalo large 

Taj Mahal just got banged, shanked for eighty dollars 

It's hard to keep up, with these key-ons, that smoke dust 

In the U.S. Mint they want to rock the place and call the rush 

All these shameless niggaz armed with cherry-red Bally's 

On the twenty-fifth, everybody rich is gettin married 

Killed for power beans, your brother own schools in Medina 

Vaseline lips is cracked cause they all had dreams 

They overdue, these Gods own a mosque in Peru 

Tropical trees and weaves where they grew bamboo 

Olympic minds quick flash like a leak on 

A hundred shares short to own Nissan, watch em get they feast on 

Royal blue lies inside the eyes of heaven 

Curse the head, who speak foul and jinx number seven (seven) 

Clear my head and stay sober, the soul controller... 

(Stay sober, the soul controller) 

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Oahhh, been a long time comin 

Oh yeah 

A change gon' come 

Woooaahh, yes it will 

Yo, yo we sit and play the wall like nine super heroes 

Late for the man choose and hit socks and stereos 

The kid's nice, warnin you twice, run your garmets 

Jet to Providence, switch up and back down your Parliament 

Ironman is laced with a plate inside the dome piece 

Go off in airports, biographies, prophecies 

Watch me set it, real key-ons hold down the desert 

And walk with a famous name like Supreme Magnetic 

Carbon copy, I love my car, it's near choppy 

Melachi off the funky pain with the wax poppy on instrumentals 

Niggaz get lost like S.S. Minnows 

Turned out like rentals, keep gold around the denim 

A change gon come 

Yes it will 

It's been a long, long 

A long time coming 

A change gon come 

Wooo, yes it will 

Said I'm so 

Tired of living 

But I'm, but I'm afraid to die 

Cause I don't know what's up there 

In that great, big ol sky 

Oh my, oh my, oh my 

It's been a long, long time 

A long time coming 

Change gonna come 

Wooo, yes it will 

Sorry boys, 

All the stitches in the world can't sew me together again 

Lay down, lay down 

Gonna stretch me out in Fernandez funeral home on hun and ninth street 

Always knew I'd make a stop there 

But a lot later than a whole gang of people thought 

Last of the Mohicans 

Well, maybe not the last 

Can't come with me on this trip, Loaf 

Gettin the shakes now 

Last call for drinks 

Bar's closin down 

Sun's out 

Where we goin for breakfast? 

Don't wanna go far 

Rough night 

Tired, baby 

Tired... 

Greatest trick the devil ever pulled 

Was convincing the world he didn't exist 

And like that, he's gone