Lose Control
I done lost my hold, and it feels like
I done lost my mold, and it feels like
I lost sight of my goals, and it feels like
Feels like I lost my soul, and it feels like
I done lost my hold, and it feels like
I done lost my mold, and it feels like
I lost sight of my gold, and it feels like
Feels like I lost my soul
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go, where to go (where to go)
I said mama, I love you with every fiber of my being
No question, only female to get that distinction
With your permission, I'll give another that blessing
But my primary mission is to relieve all your stressing
Some days like Sundays you just need that getaway
And let me say I might get away a bit too often
But that short escape keep a nigga from his coffin
Heard they coughing up a lung, they been choking from the smoke
Burning bridges as I please my attitude like the pope
Stand up when you greet me but, know I ain't a joke
Lyrical suicide, bruh, your rhymes form a rope
My rhymes off the scope, I rhyme with the GOATs
You spit English muffin soft, my rhymes put toasters on the bloke
My rhymes are the wave, you can't stay afloat
Your rhymes gunna need a paddle while my rhymes rock the boat
But you could lose yourself in rhyming, Eminem fans don't hate me
I'm a fan myself and I been feeling kinda shady
Or maybe it's all gravy, don't know to keep it real
It's a hell of a trip when you don't know how to feel
And it feels like I done lost my hold
And it feels like, I done lost my mold
And it feels like, I lost sight of my goals
And it feels like, feels like I lost my soul
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go, where to go (where to go)
Hear ye hear ye, poetry in this motherfucker
Sorry to be so vulgar, wouldn't be me if I wasn't gunna
Gunning from the top, aim, lock-load I pull the trig
The way I'm giving money shots bitches say that I'm splitting wigs
Sit and chill, give it a minute she said as long as you got time
Let me stimulate the head, I guarantee to blow your mind
Guaranteed to keep you up, I guarantee no fee
Good dick and bad romance has got your lady gaga over me
Slick as Rick with words spit it smooth like butter
Miss me with the clutter, Bitch nigga did I stutter
I asked her if you love him why you cheat and she muttered
He my soul mate but you di-di dick me down better
And it feels like, this girls already gone astray
So young and so fine she's already lost her way
So promising on the outside, perfect and full of zeal
But on the inside struggles everyday bout how she feels
And it feels like...
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go, where to go (where to go)
I done lost my mold, and it feels like
I lost sight of my goals, and it feels like
Feels like I lost my soul, and it feels like
I done lost my hold, and it feels like
I done lost my mold, and it feels like
I lost sight of my gold, and it feels like
Feels like I lost my soul
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go, where to go (where to go)
I said mama, I love you with every fiber of my being
No question, only female to get that distinction
With your permission, I'll give another that blessing
But my primary mission is to relieve all your stressing
Some days like Sundays you just need that getaway
And let me say I might get away a bit too often
But that short escape keep a nigga from his coffin
Heard they coughing up a lung, they been choking from the smoke
Burning bridges as I please my attitude like the pope
Stand up when you greet me but, know I ain't a joke
Lyrical suicide, bruh, your rhymes form a rope
My rhymes off the scope, I rhyme with the GOATs
You spit English muffin soft, my rhymes put toasters on the bloke
My rhymes are the wave, you can't stay afloat
Your rhymes gunna need a paddle while my rhymes rock the boat
But you could lose yourself in rhyming, Eminem fans don't hate me
I'm a fan myself and I been feeling kinda shady
Or maybe it's all gravy, don't know to keep it real
It's a hell of a trip when you don't know how to feel
And it feels like I done lost my hold
And it feels like, I done lost my mold
And it feels like, I lost sight of my goals
And it feels like, feels like I lost my soul
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go, where to go (where to go)
Hear ye hear ye, poetry in this motherfucker
Sorry to be so vulgar, wouldn't be me if I wasn't gunna
Gunning from the top, aim, lock-load I pull the trig
The way I'm giving money shots bitches say that I'm splitting wigs
Sit and chill, give it a minute she said as long as you got time
Let me stimulate the head, I guarantee to blow your mind
Guaranteed to keep you up, I guarantee no fee
Good dick and bad romance has got your lady gaga over me
Slick as Rick with words spit it smooth like butter
Miss me with the clutter, Bitch nigga did I stutter
I asked her if you love him why you cheat and she muttered
He my soul mate but you di-di dick me down better
And it feels like, this girls already gone astray
So young and so fine she's already lost her way
So promising on the outside, perfect and full of zeal
But on the inside struggles everyday bout how she feels
And it feels like...
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
Sometimes I lose control, I get off track
And don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go to find my way back
I don't know where to go, where to go (where to go)
Credits
Writer(s): Sued Jn Baptiste
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