Capital Control

[Prologue | Howard Beale - Network]

Howard Beale: We sit watching our TV's while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that's the way it's supposed to be. We know things are bad - worse than bad. They're crazy. It's like everything everywhere is going crazy

[Intro | Black Jesus]

It's time to make the news again
Break the news again
I create the news, you pay per views and that's true in it
They came to ruin him
But don't they don't know what grew in him

Bitch if you're assumin’ then
Address me by my pseudonym

[Bridge | Black Jesus]

Black Jesus, make your hero feel defeatist
This is a league of legends, need a hero to defeat us

My master thesis? Is that of genius
You have to read it
A tad facetious, is that egregious?

I'm glad it pleases

[Chorus | Black Jesus]

Capital Control
Capital Control
You rappers are just laughable
Your tracks are soundin old!

All it takes is one shot to put my city on the map
Lord gimme one shot to put my city on the map

[Verse 1 | Black Jesus]

You may see me, noddin yes
But I'm not impressed
I want the best, a modest threat
What the fuck you think a God expects?
I'm the largest threat that the odds could set
So if there's money on ya head, it is not a bet!

They wanna come buy words, shit's hard and it’s gritty
No wonder I'm the market, best bars in the city

These rappers like to babble on, so I bury more
And bring satanic rituals to your very door

Chorus | 1:30

Capital Control
Capital Control
You rappers are just laughable
Your tracks are soundin old

All it takes is one shot to put my city on the map
Lord gimme one shot to put my city on the map

Capital Control
Capital Control
You rappers are just laughable
Your tracks are soundin old

All it takes is one shot to put my city on the map
Lord gimme one shot to put my city on the map

Verse 2|2:00

My live show look like broadway
Full band, all day
Eventually they all pay

For bookings, you just call Tay

Read motherfucka! It's what the rider's written fo
I just want my greenroom to be lookin like a liquor sto'
Keep the whiskey bar stocked
Keep that bourbon room temp
And bring the finest women you can find, with a perfume scent

So if you want a shot, consider this the warnin’ shot
And you can come and find me in the city of the shawarma shops

Outtro| 2:42

"Vanessa Marianna: So why does a man like you feel alone?
Wilson Fisk: Nature of my business, I suppose
Vanessa Marianna: And what kind of business is that?
Wilson Fisk: Rebuilding this city. I want to carve something beautiful out of its ugliness, set free its potential
Vanessa Marianna: You sound like an artist
Wilson Fisk: I'm just a man with a dream
Vanessa Marianna: What do you think an artist is?"