C. Venus

Control of the Mind

by C. Venus

Dab like I'm Skippa Da Flippa
If he kickin' facts on my track, he's a ripper
Club with the strippers be glad when you tip her
I'm beatin shit up at the rack like the Clippers
But I do not need a controller, cause I'm in control of my mind
She said I need to know God, and that's when I showed her a sign
But watch where he go with the rhyme, I teach Hermetics
Start taking notes or forget it
Life will take you for a ride if you let it
Stop talkin race and learn bout yo genetics!
I might jump from the Tower of Babel, back in Baalbek, they was fusing the chromosome
Wasn't no Macaulay Caulkin
But I trap out the house like it's Home Alone
Ride by the jail and we throw the phone
Might hit up Fresh, lemme hold the drone
I done took pics with celebrities
I be impressed when they know the song!
Wrist like I'm cooking spaghetti
Pissed like I'm Dom when he lookin for Letty
Still gettin rich cause I get it
We'll sing the hook if you ready

Dab like I'm Skippa Da Flippa
If he speaking facts on my track, he's a ripper
Club with the strippers be glad when you tip her
I'm beatin shit up at the rack like the Clippers
I do not need a controller, cause I'm in control of my mind
She said I need to know God, and that's when I showed her a sign

Someone say what are the odds?
I'ma say what are they even?
I was on the bench with Steven
We on a spaceship, when are yall leaving?
I'm in da cut wit a .38, chauffeur the Chevy, a 83
Alpha to zeta or A to Z
My Gr52ve was like "Unc, send a play to me!"
I tell dem boys tend to the books
I get lil Marlie to tend to the hooks
I passed by yo friend and she looked
She said my dab got the industry shook!
Playing​ it dirty and play it well
Flex like they gangster but gay as hell
Really yo preference don't even matter
Cause I'm pitchin work, you could be the batter
Get my pockets fatter

Dab like I'm Skippa Da Flippa
If he speaking facts on my track, he's a ripper
Club with the strippers be glad when you tip her
I'm beatin shit up at the rack like the Clippers
I do not need a controller, cause I'm in control of my mind
She said I need to know God, and that's when I showed her a sign

Just smile when they stop and they look at you
It's the Airbnb and she book it too
Legs in the air and she put in crooked too
Look at you, I had served her, she took it too
In the hood, in good with the 52
We be talkin over lames cause they don't know
If it don't feel right then I won't go
Man it's hard selling weed when they want blow
I'm gonna chill with my baby, she such a lady
Bag like I live in the 80's
I drop a LP like Shady
Spit like I come with the rabies
Dab like I rap with the Migos
I need an intro like Danny Devito
VO my brother like Don and Starlito
Looks like now it's just me though

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