We Control This - Ghetts, Devlin, Griminal

We, we control this

We, we control this

We, we control this

We, we control this

Blow the whole scene down (No more of this)

When they see us, they better run for cover now

Yeah, now

Yeah

Yeah, a man on a mic with a sinister motive

Impulsive, aesthetic, corrosive lyrics

Demonstrate all I need to control this

Gotta keep a firm hand on the game

You’ll die the same way was slain

Face down, left in the rain

Then I’ll blow away the whole scene like ten hurricanes

I’m on this deadliest strain

You better know that it’s Devlin again

I got the game in strain, in shackles and chains

Mind control, I’ll baffle your brain

Make a madman think that he’s actually sane

I’m in driver’s seat because I’m a control freak

So hard on my punchlines

I consider that I’m withstandable

Mangle your mandible one time

We, we control this

We, we control this

We, we control this

We, we control this

Blow the whole scene down (No more of this)

When they see us, they better run for cover now

Yeah, now

Yeah

I control this

See the scene like a console

No joypad but I’ll pro this

PlayStation on a vacation

I ain’t giving the game a break, mate

Wait, when I come through, move I ain’t patient

And guess what?

I’m an all-rounder

360 Xbox

Kill an MC, see?

Genocide, head-top

Ahead of guys because I got mega drive

And I’m forever tight, dreadlocks

Step aside, get lost

This bit of the beat has got a man getting hyped, said Dot

I hope you’ve got a few more, set aside

The best of

We, we control this

We, we control this

We, we control this

We, we control this

Blow the whole scene down (No more of this)

When they see us, they better run for cover now

Yeah, now

Yeah

Yo, yo, yo

Stop acting and clowning

I’m about dough, stacking and counting

Man wanna talk some shit about par

But trust me, no, it’s not that when I’m rounding

Send an MC back to the mountain

Run up in a studio, strap with the fountain

Guess what?

Now I’m back from arousing

Dun know that I’m on track and I’m routing

See them man swagging, I’m lounging

Strapped, back with my pack and I’m hounding

It’s all ace, we’re all base

Hungry, hungry, I’m mad that I’m scrounging

And I merk for the fact I was doubting

But that’s that, the 's back

I’m with Nas and that’s MAC

Rags, I’d rather clash with a

We, we control this

We, we control this

We, we control this

We, we control this

Blow the whole scene down (No more of this)

When they see us, they better run for cover now

Yeah, now

Yeah, now