[Verse 1: Loktavious] I'm more addictive than the strongest drug, or so I'm told I've made a lot of enemies, I'll probably never see until I'm old Giving this concoction life, a portrait of a simple beast Human nature corrupted by manufactured disease Should I dumb it down, or can you all maintain your focus Surely you don't admire those who only preach what's bogus Yea I like a drink or two, but you kids are a little crazy Down a fifth of vodka, then pray y'all don't make babies Are all the parents in the country Tied up and left for dead? I doubt it, but c'mon folks use what's left inside ya head Teach your children how to think, don't force upon them how you see If you push 'em to the darkness, it will be I who sets them free [Chorus] Everybody got a song about d**, s**, and no control Sure it brings the bread, but at the price of ones own soul I'd rather have a single song that changed a persons destiny Than a million boring tracks that don't describe an ounce of me Everybody got a song about d**, s**, and no control Sure it brings the bread, but at the price of ones own soul I'd rather have a single song that changed a persons destiny Than a million boring tracks that don't describe an ounce of me [Verse 2: Loktavious] A monster, a mongrel An outcast among rebels Heart cut up and stepped on by strange, hypnotic devils Not about this charismatic speaker, though the description fits well I'm just trying to relate to those stuck within their own hell Introductions over, I am glad you all came Utilize serpent mentality, make em remember my name More wicked than the wicked ones, inflicting your pain More stranger than the strangers Who reside in the rain I can be the you come to when your depressed/down/sad I can be another soul lost in a riot seething mad I can be the one you pray to, or the one you hate with all your heart I can promise nothing, but I'll listen and I think that is a start I see so many kings, ripped away from their throne So many battered women scarred, confused and alone I see so many children lost in this twisted maze What we call life, some seen as pawns to be played I see the ma**es gathered, drowning in sorrow flavored liquor You claim to love life, but I've never seen you pa** it quicker Altering your brainwaves the anti-hitler I'm hitting close to home, and you've never heard it sicker [Chorus] Everybody got a song about d**, s**, and no control Sure it brings the bread, but at the price of ones own soul I'd rather have a single song that changed a persons destiny Than a million boring tracks that don't describe an ounce of me Everybody got a song about d**, s**, and no control Sure it brings the bread, but at the price of ones own soul I'd rather have a single song that changed a persons destiny Than a million boring tracks that don't describe an ounce of me