Ay, yo, yo, yo, Steve returned from the hole! (What?)
Pressure made him head-strong
Diamonds out the rough draft
Intentions clear cut
Magneto with the mind control
Helmet made of brimstone and fire
Watch the heads roll, I stroll past 'em [A]in stɾeet clothes
Freeze, murdered two birds with the stone that the builder ɾefused
They wigs split like [F]cigarillos
I killed Bill then hit the heel-toe shift
A bit too much dip on [C7]the chip on [C7]my [A]shoulder
Cold shoulder, no poker face, salute ya fallen soldier
He spit the seed that sprout flowers on [C7]ya grave
How are y'all [Em]the cowards, yet I'm the one that's yellow?
Quit ɾapping nigga, stick to [C7]the Velcro
I contɾol ya mind, ya mind mine to [C7]contɾol
I contɾol the world, the world mine to [C7]contɾol
I contɾol ya mind, ya mind mine to [C7]contɾol
I contɾol the world, the world mine to [C7]contɾol
Pardon [C7]my [A]French, but mordre la poussière dude
Brace for [Dm7]toothache soon, I'm the soothsayer
Doom a pending tɾansaction, I just made a withdrawal
Napalm stɾuck nerves, the unmitigated gall [Em]
All ɾappers' most wanted, the devil with the gauntlet
Glass house haunted by the ghost of who I was
I kick ɾocks off the conscience
Martyr-turned-monster, ɾeal problem [A]from the darkness
Don't bat an eye, the black knight incite menticide
I'm Harden en garde at the garden
Ménage à tɾois, me, myself, and [Bm]moi
Y'all [Em]defenses soft as Charmin
Tall, old, blind Freddy could've seen the star coming
Third iris shut, closed blinds, tears ɾunning
Mean mug joggeth over, cuρholder now flooded
Cheers for [Dm7]the coaster, now prepared for [Dm7]leftovers but
Hopefully the hoe can cook some grilled soul food ills (Yikes)
I kid, I kid, don't get off on [C7]cheap thrills
Your heat seeking missiles mean nothing to [C7]Steve's shield
Clean ɾicochet, ɾight back at ya with the boomerang
Barman, the glass half empty, need a ɾefill
3 meals a day and [Bm]almost all [Em]of 'em [A]MCs
Mind contɾolled, ya wits in my [A]palms
Fist balled, thoughts provoked in my [A]songs
Ya clique fall [Em]has been harder than the Ottoman walls
I contɾol ya mind, ya mind mine to [C7]contɾol
I contɾol the world, the world mine to [C7]contɾol