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Marley Marl

Marley Marl

Keep Control

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Featuring tragedy king tee grand puba def jef chubb rock

(chorus)
Keep control...

(tradegy the intelligent hoodlum)
When i made arrest the president america ate me
Spoke the truth that the gov't hates me
They labeled me a prejudice poet
I'm speaking the truth as i know it
I hold on but it's hard for me to handle
Too much lies corruption and scandal
Cops want to kill a brother or two
Who do you call when the gang wears blue
I ain't going out like an uncle tom man
My gun is loaded and i'm itching to pull the trigger
I'm marking for death as a funky rhyme sayer
Corruption flows from the cops to the mayor
Mali troops will run through your resident
In my hand will be the head of your president
All you fess that made a check to throwdown
Will rise up for a political showdown

Chorus

(king tee)
Yo, king tee stepping in on a dark tip
Open your eyes and your mind and get a grip
Of the ropes and chains that kept us
Since we were black they didn't want to except us
But it's ok, i got my own plan
'cause yo, i ain't down wit your program
The natives cook, wash and clean
And to the rubbers that throw in the scene
M-a-n-d-e-l-a
Now you got a chance to hear what he say
Since they kept him locked up for so long
'cause his skin was black and his mind was strong
But we need to all stand together though
And let the red, black and green show
Become aware of yourself before it gets too late
Another message from king tee the great

Chorus

(grand puba)
Yo bust it
Hung wit the flip, got a ?dooby? wig
Now she thinks she's all that shit, her man got zits
Hon living lovely, miss gouchi
Even got a benz when she drives around wit all her friends
Ugn, miss quick fast in a heedy
Speedy, speedy, speedy, the bitch is greedy
Spend so fast, she got caught wit 4 kids
And the man caught a nice thick bitch
Now the bitch is on skid
Screaming how she hates her kids
The move for the bitch is a thing quick and easy
Think slick, she better get wit the wick
'cause foul, foul, foul is your style
You tried to run the race but you lost by a mile
See it everyday, it's the same old sorry song
How long must this go on

Chorus

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