Universal Mind Control (UMC) - Common

Aiyyo, all they wanna do is dance

That’s all they wanna do

This is that automatic

I stay fresh like I’m wrapped in plastic

P goes spastic, C galactic

Southside boy, we Cadillac it

Charismatic, Asiatic

I hustle for mathematics

Cameras, action, changed the status

Actor tappin' yo' favorite actress

Gucci rockin', coochies poppin'

Movie watchin', booties droppin'

Body movin', showin', provin'

Stylin' and being fly (c'mon)

I touch the masses like a Catholic

Expensive rap shit, my future’s backlit

Interact with the cat who macks and stacks

My vernac' attracts y’all react;

so let’s go, uhh

This is that new shit, keep 'em standing in line

That universal mind control, now move yo' behind

Uh, you know you like it;

it’s calling yo' name

Nigga, this is that new shit, and it don’t feel the same

It’s got that dang da-da-dang d-dang-a-dang dang

Dang diggy dang d-dang-a-dang dang

Bop bop, d-dang d-dang diggy diggy

Bop bop, d-dang d-dang dang

Some pop, some lock, some move robotic

Like cash money I stay in pocket

U.M.C.

r-r-r-rock, don’t stop it

Chicks exotic, mix Hpnotiq

Superhero role boy, I’m bionic

You a fad on some level, I’m a supersonic

Girl, you 'bout it, you can strip like comic

And trance to melodic Technotronic

Beats knockin', seats droppin'

Seeds poppin', streets rockin'

Freakin', shakin, money makin'

Stylin' and being fly

I’m the one the ladies-ladies chose to

Strip and pose to, take off their clothes to

Toast to the one that go coast to coast to

Mr. Global, the focal, let’s go, uhh

This is that new shit, keep 'em standing in line

That universal mind control, now move yo' behind

Uh, you know you like it;

it’s calling yo' name

Nigga, this is that new shit, and it don’t feel the same

It’s got that dang da-da-dang d-dang-a-dang dang

Dang diggy dang d-dang-a-dang dang

Bop bop, d-dang d-dang diggy diggy

Bop bop, d-dang d-dang dang

I am a renegade, I never been afraid

Fresh and I’m get-tin paid

The future future of this age!

From the Chi so I talk this way

Twist the hay and the Grand Marnier

Rock the fly shit like every day

To the top and I’m on my way, let’s go, uhh

This is that new shit, keep 'em standing in line

That universal, mind control now move yo' behind

Uh, you know you like it;

it’s calling yo' name

Nigga, this is that new shit, and it don’t feel the same

It’s got that dang da-da-dang d-dang-a-dang dang

Dang diggy dang d-dang-a-dang dang

Bop bop, d-dang d-dang diggy diggy

Bop bop, d-dang d-dang dang