LORD ZUKO - Control

Everyone's afraid of domination
Fighting all the people that'll take their agency
Threaten all you like, I'm content in my ways
It's an abomination, grabbing control like a dictatorship
And I can't hang with this
I'm powerless to change opinion
I pack conviction in my message
I bet you'll say it's evident
That you yourself are correct
And you're fighting your best
But this ain't a competition of strength
It's a test of endurance
I'm sure it's hard for you to admit
But even if I gaslight, you'll prefer a fire to my wit
But can I do it? I'm burnt out and dreading shit
Work has 30 of my waking hours
And the rest is spent preparing to come back again
What kinda life is that?
18, no school, 9k savings and multiple career dreams
How can I be working to the bone just doing the same thing
I love my people, and I don't wanna leave
But I don't people please
I need to do it for myself
Call me selfish, why not
Blame your extra hours on my burning bod
I can't live off a minimum job
So I'll find a better one
And in two weeks I'll be gone
Fighting for control
I got too much in my notes
Too much in my jokes
Too much hurry in my toes
Boundary as a moat
Foundry of a folk
Towering my notes
Music is my own
Chaka heard my tone
No one ever knows
What I wanna tote
What I wanna say
Wakin every day
Just to put a smile on my face
Lying in my wait
Saying it's okay
Knowing that I hate
Knowing that I pray
Knowing that I wanna burn a hole in the wall
Yet I still stand tall
Backed up into a fall
Carried out into a hall
Don't ask me who I wanna call
I spit the shit raw
And I'm hurting in my jaw
I know what I saw
I know what I meant
Don't fight when I try to vent
Actin like I'm Clark Kent
Bitch, I could be Superman!
Treat me with respect
I don't wanna let you think
That I wasn't ever on the brink
This close to stunning you
Reload the gun on you
Click, click, blow! On you
Onomato
Domo arigato, like Mr. Roboto
It went beyond my control
This is what I wrote
I was about to do the job that nobody wanted to
So now say thank you!
Bow, say thank you!
This is my true identity
I never needed to see you as an enemy
Better me than you
You were actin like a fool
You was about to get a tool
Pool blood on your new floor, boom!

Written by:
Adolfo Lunardi

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