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Nuisance Video (MV)




Performed By: Controlled Chaos
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Dylan Ambrose, Scott Rudacille




Controlled Chaos - Nuisance Lyrics
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These walls inside my mind keep closing in
I'm dozing in and out of consciousness
But still I'm going in
Tryna make a million dollars
Off my broken dreams and mortal sins
I broke a couple promises
I swore I wouldn't repeat again
You can jump in the water with the sharks
See if you sink or swim, I grip the pen
With the pressure of jaws
I'm sinking my teeth in
Creeping through the night
Just like a wolf covered in sheep skin
Light up the torches for all the bridges
We're about to burn
Joining forces, stacking corpses
When you f*ck boys gonna learn
I've been on this murder shit
Need a Mac with a thirty clip
No more fakes with the funny shit
Got some stacks, what's a money clip
I'm the hardest motherf*cker around
They should call me concrete
Spitting more fire than dragons
Watch me redefine me heat
On my side is where the nine be
On the other side is my dime piece
I don't think you wanna try me
If you do you know where to find me
(Controlled Chaos)
Northern neck from my birth
I'm from the mud and the dirt
It's a bunch of folks around here
That'll put you in a hearse
Ain't no asking questions
They gon' shoot you first for what it's worth
That's why I don't know why you f*cking playing with us
We ain't no babysitters
It's Controlled Chaos, motherf*ckers
We're some money getters, bloody sweater
It's the result of when you got wet up, cause I got fed up
Of all these pussies thinking that they better
You'll probably wanna take a knee
When you hear what we have to say
Say a prayer and wash it down
With some Xanax and some Gatorade
We started off with a lecture
But f*ck it we're switching lessons
And none of my crew is Catholic
So you'll never catch a confession
I'll never share secrets to a reverend
Or share a cell with the felons
I'd rather share waves and some melons
Than share a grave or a sentence
And I'm not seeking repentance
We just wanna stay independent
I'd rather share glory with my brothers
Than to live a life of resentment(real shit)
Ceo what up
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These walls inside my mind keep closing in
I'm dozing in and out of consciousness
But still I'm going in
Tryna make a million dollars
Off my broken dreams and mortal sins
I broke a couple promises
I swore I wouldn't repeat again
You can jump in the water with the sharks
See if you sink or swim, I grip the pen
With the pressure of jaws
I'm sinking my teeth in
Creeping through the night
Just like a wolf covered in sheep skin
Light up the torches for all the bridges
We're about to burn
Joining forces, stacking corpses
When you f*ck boys gonna learn
I've been on this murder shit
Need a Mac with a thirty clip
No more fakes with the funny shit
Got some stacks, what's a money clip
I'm the hardest motherf*cker around
They should call me concrete
Spitting more fire than dragons
Watch me redefine me heat
On my side is where the nine be
On the other side is my dime piece
I don't think you wanna try me
If you do you know where to find me
(Controlled Chaos)
Northern neck from my birth
I'm from the mud and the dirt
It's a bunch of folks around here
That'll put you in a hearse
Ain't no asking questions
They gon' shoot you first for what it's worth
That's why I don't know why you f*cking playing with us
We ain't no babysitters
It's Controlled Chaos, motherf*ckers
We're some money getters, bloody sweater
It's the result of when you got wet up, cause I got fed up
Of all these pussies thinking that they better
You'll probably wanna take a knee
When you hear what we have to say
Say a prayer and wash it down
With some Xanax and some Gatorade
We started off with a lecture
But f*ck it we're switching lessons
And none of my crew is Catholic
So you'll never catch a confession
I'll never share secrets to a reverend
Or share a cell with the felons
I'd rather share waves and some melons
Than share a grave or a sentence
And I'm not seeking repentance
We just wanna stay independent
I'd rather share glory with my brothers
Than to live a life of resentment(real shit)
Ceo what up
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Writer: Dylan Ambrose, Scott Rudacille
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