J.R.C. - Control (Intro to Inner Space)

Yeah I'm giving all control to you
Seems like the right thing to do
No wonder it's a mystery
My whole life it's ancient history
And I'm showing it all to you

Turn this shit up
Like you won't see me again in a month
The gang with the eyes couldn't more clearly be on the next up
Ain't come to instruct
Everyone's quick with they criticism
But who the ones really out here to construct?
Tell em all go to shut the fuck, uh
Only place we going's up
Now that you see the real me, woah
Not very good with routines, no
Pop me an addy, lay so many verses
My throat feeling scratchy, my notes
Suffer the most
That's why I correct it
New shit it feel hard to neglect it
Constantly changing my checklist
Too many of my honorable mentions
So many inventions of mine
I had to deny

Now I'm giving all control to you
Seems like the right thing to do
No wonder it's a mystery
My whole life it's ancient history

Now I'm giving all control to you
Seems like the right thing to do
No wonder it's a mystery
My whole life it's ancient history

Take a step back, nah it's not enough
Twenty-one tracks, switch up the plan cause that's not enough
Sequel, two sides, give it a third cause that's not enough
Explore the past, the present, the future, yeah that's far from enough
I need more from my life
I need more than that ice
Need more hours in the night
Uncountable hours that I write
Unkillable will
It built a regime in my mind
Telling me that I'm gonna shine

Giving all control to you
Giving all control to you

Aye, why this shit feel like hangman?
Every letter that I say get hung up on
Or called irrelevant
My fellowship know just what I get up to
And it's fit for a king of intelligence
Hell of a thing for a cinema fiend
To dip into things
That can't be done by machines
I'll make it by whatever means
Whatever that means
I'm feeling pristine
Not like a diamond I don't shine, I sheen
I'll go with Genovese on the team
They get their pick and they pass
Assembly lineup they training
I'm building machines (I'm building machines, sheesh!)
Yeah it's over they're heads, it's right at they feet (Woah, yeah)
Food for your thought, there's so many mouths to feed (Woah, yeah)
Time and time again I've had to admit defeat
But not anymore, my army enormous, endless potential in me
One day everyone I know here will see
Till there's nothing thats controlling me

Till there's nothing thats controlling me
Till there's nothing thats controlling me
Till there's nothing thats controlling me

Aye, nah this nothing new to me
Overtime there's been plenty of people rude to me
But it could never get to my head, the constant scrutiny
My mind hold's a nine, it's that security
The quest for the purity
Knowledge and power go hand in hand
My fury be nourishing
Trial and error, I'm willing to share
Way more than I can say for the people ain't part of my narrative, uh
J.R.C. signing off from a distant planet, uh
And from here I think I can manage it

Now I'm taking back control from you
Seems like the right thing to do
Now it's no longer a mystery
My whole life is right in front of me
And I'm showing it all to you

"Or maybe you're unconsciously halting your progress...
To stay in control"

Written by:
Jacob Colon

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