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Performed By: Bounge
Length: 3:06
Written by: Bounge




Bounge - Control Lyrics




Sometimes I wanna kill
I wanna know
I wanna feel I sank my enemy low
Sometimes I wanna kill
I wanna know
I wanna feel I sank my enemy low

Snakes came bit at my throat
Black reptilian woe
Fiery tongues coming after my soul
I said no
My soul is in control
No matter what you do to me
You can always cause pain to the boy
But not the soul
My soul is in control

Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, Control
Control, Control

Often I wanna kill
Those who thought
The body would go
Against its own will
No chill
I say slip a pill
Take em' round back
Show em' how it feel to be the weak one
Matter of fact
Beat em' at their own game
No mercy
Never touch a wolf
When she's sleeping
Lord curse thee
There'll be hell to pay
When she catch thee creeping
Hell to pay
When she catch thee, creep

Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, Control
Control, Control
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Sometimes I wanna kill
I wanna know
I wanna feel I sank my enemy low
Sometimes I wanna kill
I wanna know
I wanna feel I sank my enemy low

Snakes came bit at my throat
Black reptilian woe
Fiery tongues coming after my soul
I said no
My soul is in control
No matter what you do to me
You can always cause pain to the boy
But not the soul
My soul is in control

Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, Control
Control, Control

Often I wanna kill
Those who thought
The body would go
Against its own will
No chill
I say slip a pill
Take em' round back
Show em' how it feel to be the weak one
Matter of fact
Beat em' at their own game
No mercy
Never touch a wolf
When she's sleeping
Lord curse thee
There'll be hell to pay
When she catch thee creeping
Hell to pay
When she catch thee, creep

Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, control
Control, Control
Control, Control
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Writer: Bounge
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