Controlled

[Verse 1: Bryson Gray]
They always offended, it's often admitted
I'm all independent, I irritate those awfully wicked
Wait, pause for a minute, "Bryson, why you causin' division?
I loved your music, now you're homophobic all for attention"
They say I'm only popular because I'm controversial
Or is it that your favorite rappers all went pop commercial?
Y'all got Spotify to ban my songs, I guess my topics hurt you, and
Do y'all miss real hip-hop? Because this the time reversal
DaBaby can promote violence and drugs all on his CD
But he'll get cancelled if he ever offеnds LGBT
I know everybody hates mе, but I also know they need me
But they cancel me because I don't succumb my freedoms freely
Ayy, hip-hop wasn't always like this, bruh, believe me
Now rappers wearin' dresses and callin' each other "Sweetie"
Well, somebody gotta say it, huh? Why can't it be me?
Can I say "Screw Dr. Fauci"? Can I say "Screw the CDC"? Ayy
Uh oh, Bryson, tone it down, you know we need your voice
God or the world? Well, that's an easy choice
Who has time for some white guy in a BLM face mask
Playin' my music, screamin' everything that I say's bad

[Chorus: Bryson Gray]
I can't bow down to the mob 'cause I'm too real
I can't be controlled 'cause I don't need a deal
They say "You goin' way too far, you need to chill"
Sorry, I don't really care 'bout how you feel, ayy
I can't bow down to the mob 'cause I'm too real (Uh)
I can't be controlled 'cause I don't need a deal (Ayy)
They say "You goin' way too far, you need to chill", ayy
Sorry, I don't really care 'bout how you feel

[Verse 2: An0maly]
I'm resurfaced, I'm purposed, I'm Houdini
No, I ain't goin' nowhere like I'm Tim Pool's beanie
I got permanent sermons and words that could burn through a genie
I could perfectly search for the serpents and fly like an eagle
Praise Jesus (Bing), your favorite rapper is Satanic
Ray panic in the place 'til they safe to be straight magic
Play patterns in your face 'til your brain scrambles from bass samples
Can't handle the heat? Then get away from the flame candles
Don't quote this song, just say a prayer to the Holy Cross
I flip like Motorcross 'cause the news is faker than Photoshop
My flow is cold then hot, it's like Noah's Ark next to molten rocks
So when I'm focused on bein' close to God, I can open locks (Bing)
Big pharma must be lobbyin' rappers
'Cause they be tellin' you to get injections, partyin' after
Kids are dyin' from the fentanyl while poppin' the Xanax
And I don't want our friends to die, but that be part of this chapter
That's why I flip the script, hit the drip, get a grip, sedative, chill
Drink water, think smarter, ink all the shit on the quill
They want black to keep the cycle on and white to hate themselves
So can't you tell? They want us all in camps and vote to stay in jail
Don't let us fail

[Chorus: Bryson Gray & An0maly]
I can't bow down to the mob 'cause I'm too real
I can't be controlled 'cause I don't need a deal
They say "You goin' way too far, you need to chill"
Sorry, I don't really care 'bout how you feel, ayy
I can't bow down to the mob 'cause I'm too real (I'm too real)
I can't be controlled 'cause I don't need a deal (Don't need a deal)
They say "You goin' way too far, you need to chill", ayy (You need to chill)
Sorry, I don't really care 'bout how you feel