Out of the woods; aiming straight for the heart...
Banging coming to tear it apart
Dreaming, scheming going to be some screaming...
Out of control to rock your soul
Taking charge, coming hard to find the bottom to keep you rocking
Move; I've drawn a bead... Can't keep your seat got to move your feet
Lyrically rhyming I'm going to keep this timing... off the top of my head...
Busy with these tracks I've been working them night and day
It could be what I told you; I'm lyrically composed
And I've always been good at science
I'm steady and in control this piece (Beat) is
Contrived for defiance...