Crowd Control .

(To cure you, to make you sane) (Yeah) Fast living, rent free, dues paid, God test's me (Test's, Yeah) Poverty proof of the next me It's crazy to me how some people think I'm not alone I did it alone, then they all came along (Death) But death ain't a problem to Jesus, it's treason again Set me free for my own good But without him, ain't nothing good around here Shedding tears on a daily basis I got people waiting in the queue Leave it to God, he'll deal with the few Made a song bout the "Due", date is all on me Heaven sent, Deuteronomy Airing them out, it's a evil economy Doo, doo, doo, doo! Do you even really care about the news? Do you even care to listen to other people's opinions when it don't involve you? You an arrogant man, set with a plan Hidden agenda, deceiving the people It's sad, Crowd Control to the max I got homies acting phony, Is it me or it holy? Temple of God that I ruined, I pray that I don't got it on me Sad enough it's the whole me Set back to my old ways, led astray It's different when I'm in the game Double the lanes, give me a enemy please Little did I know it was me So I got to break these chains Praying for self control, maybe for a day? It's a different me, not a new year I got ten minutes, with the few here It's we happy few, but between me and you Decibel lyrics they pew, shoot till they bleed But between you and me, there might be a demon between Heather, were you been? Is you even enjoying yourself, or you still on the fact that you haven't been chosen? Or is it the fact that you weren't even on the wagon that I brought to this meeting? Polkadots populating the seasoning that I added Tell my momma, help me panic Cause I only do what she says Been a victim to my mentality ever since I was young Cause I never wanted to be read Instead of filling on my own, it was porn that was in me I know it's evil, but it's left this guy In the end I was pressed It's stupid I know, but it's something that's up on my chest Now I'm praying it's not in my head Fast living, rent free, dues paid, God test's me (Test's, Yeah) Poverty proof of the next me It's crazy to me how some people think I'm not alone I did it alone, then they all came along (Yeah) But instead it wasn't, (Death) Death ain't a problem to Jesus, it's treason again Again and again (See for ex-, a constant-, and yes they might get flash backs-) (It's the fact that there is a secret in it that's unbearable) (Which is that the person you need for your survival, is the person hurting you)