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Exercise Control Lyrics - Singles - Marcus Orelias

(Piano Intro) 

 

(Verse 1: Marcus Orelias) 

 

Let me start off bat, Im not a conscious cat 

I just want you to see where my conscious at 

No justice and no peace, too many mamas in tears 

Sons deceased at seventeen; this prisons a beast 

And we gotta eat but government dont give a shit 

As long as police see, less and less niggas breathe 

It seems like every single month theres a tragedy 

Somebody getting shot up or shot down, dont faze me 

Not that I dont care, its the way the hood made me 

But lately, Ive 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 lifes 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 were all fine 

Thats why I, dont 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 dont like ugly but isnt fond of pretty either 

So our hands embrace heat, incase the streets get cold 

If I talk revolution, most wouldnt know the code 

If I make songs for club, it feels like my souls 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; hes the hero 

Doesnt 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, honestyll probably be the end of me 

Im hearing stop the violence but that cant be 

As long as we dont 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 isnt always the police. 

Theres two sides to every story, three if the truths 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 cant have peace until niggas get a piece too 

Were taught our only options to be deceased 

Look, Ill be what you need me to be just know 

Where Im 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 

Are you remember?




Mine

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