Jay B - Exercise Control lyrics

(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 sh** As long as police see, less and less n***as 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, [Emulates Gunshots], 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: 2Pac & DJ Elliven) 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 heard, 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 co*ked 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 sh** 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) (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 n***as 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 sh**, 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…