In Control (ft. Whisper)

They talk about us, young men with hats and a hoodie

Coz we rapping and we got a little passion for music

And we lacking education and could never take the movement forward

It's too late muhfuckers, we the future of it

We the y-gen, no more silence

Political mindstate on wide lens

No we ain't tryina stay broke like hymens

So we finna stay up on the grind until the lies end

Getting knowledge where my time spent

And I ain't even speakin' 'bout head brother, or none of that other shit

Dog, in the lab is where you'll find them

Coz we kick the facts when most are only acting from what they comin' with

Uh, this is more than similes or a metaphor

This the real truth that all the people depending on

What, be careful when you spread it on

So you gotta whisper like my man until the masses is ready for it, what

You're the only one in control

So if you got something to say then just let go, whoa-oh

You gotta raise your voice, raise your hands

Make all the noise that you can, oh-oh

You're the only one in control

So if you got something to say then just let go, whoa-oh

You gotta raise your voice, raise your hands

Make all the noise that you can, oh-oh

Yo, uh, yeah I came back from ny with a passion for life

An attraction to rhyme and up the track at bed-stuy

But I still get peeps try attacking my pride

Coz they ain't understand me or the raps that I write

These days I ain't having to fight much

I'm done past going to school with kids packing a knife

And see I grew up living on the frickin' poverty line

So now I'm saving for the day I make some property mine

And mate I properly grind, sonically I'm horribly nice

If you don't see it, then you gotta be blind

My body refine the muscle tone, speak to metronomes

A potty mouth with a prodigy mind

And now I'm bouncing at the monarchy grime

I got tracks bangin' out of my house and it's about time

Cee & bekah bounce by, we can get the crowd hype

And kids'll doubt, clear 'em out, hear the loud sirens, what

You're the only one in control

So if you got something to say then just let go, whoa-oh

You gotta raise your voice, raise your hands

Make all the noise that you can, oh-oh

You're the only one in control

So if you got something to say then just let go, whoa-oh

You gotta raise your voice, raise your hands

Make all the noise that you can, oh-oh

Yeah, notion, yeah, all my peoples, tommy gunnz. Oz hip hop baby

The realness. It's too real