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Tommy Lee Sparta - Control (Official Music Video)

Tommy Lee Sparta - Control (Official Music Video) Spanish town GP Horizon every murder. Wah do Some Lachrylaceous Force-Ripe Mendicant, No Street Credit, An a, Bleggs, Murderer. Gwan go learn some manners and go suck out your ma. Yo cah run off a ground, o yo fi run off a block. No little boy cah gi Gaza chat. Be what you be, don't be what you not. And don't size up with the Dan. Aye! Fool me see it say, you no want your soul. From your dis Gaza Dan an everything go lift up. Anything no wah hear, anything no wah win. Anything no wah breathe, a the breeze me walk with. Me lose me mind, havoc emerge in a the land. Dem curse me bloodline, mean me certain fi kill. Me wah rub out your bloodline totally, give dem some news fi read. Den mi sit down and watch it. Bay killa run out a bomb rush. Run no bomba, every bone inna u brick. Combo down. Three piece inna your gut. Tumble down. Flick him eee smoke inna e dut. Mega down. Empty the clip and reload it. Turbo down. Put in the beast inna sport mode. Me measure down pon the white line inna the road. Me lumbar down inna nasty bitch throat. Cray gi dem marrow flick out inna e road. Melt them with acid and sink them inna e hole. Belt deh pon 4 rifleman roll. Me friend them full up a bomba clat soul. Cologne a tomford kick off u bitch nose. She ride the sword. Then me bust off in her throat. Me turn it back way and me clat the K loud. Then spit in her face and say, And say, low me bitch, now! (2x) Hard fi control mi, hard fi control, Physco man role mi, hard fi control everybody. Hard fi control mi, hard fi control. Cycle man roll mi, hard fi control. Hard fi control mi, hard fi control. Mi bus mi own a gun. Soon me whole u, every goon a shoot u, go fi loony tune inna me army suit. When the army move, a heavy armer move, clap up the bomba I like inna commando movie. Have a lava thought, me have a heart wah rootless, Man find a yard and mek e lama move e. Pon line u dog deh like a call a duty, Fi me kind of darkness all the cave refuse me. Through the jungle humble, y'all run up no bombo. The drum, deh rumble, ever ends a crumble. Slow you down, now shot a come fi fungus. Shot fi junky, you turn over rum cup. The aroma strong, it make the place a damp up. Conk you, conk you, killa dem a hunt you. No want no little boy a come a size up with the dam. Anywhere the big mama bust, You can't touch deh back. It make Masika look like mosquita. Some incendiary bullet weh fi track liver, you could a $sva\text{shtika}$. It make Nazi black. Si when the dust devil bust, it sound drastically. It make cap shiver, iron black ripper. You know a rapid hit a bust, chop a vaccy back. Dem say fi go fi me gun, me a go feet ah murder that. #TommyLeeSparta #Control #Dancehall