featuring Busta Rhymes
[Busta Rhymes]
Rap is outta control!
Hey hey rap rap.. (for sure dude) wait what wait
Aiy rap is outta control
Hold on!
[B.R.] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yi yeah yeah yeah yi yeah yeah
[P.S.] Erick and Parrish Busta Bus check it
[B.R.] This is one of my favorites
[P.S.] Aight? So check it check it
[B.R.] Yeah
[P.S.] Outta control
[E.S.] F'real rap is outta control, like that (For sure dude!)
[P.S.] PMD, still Makin Dollars
[E.S.] Uh-huh, rap's outta control (For sure dude!)
[both] Yo, yo..
[Erick Sermon]
I be pulsatin dominatin, up above
Run-D.M.C. style, stop and show love
E-Dub, I can't fall off, it's no way, I'm down low
I stay in the cut with O.J.
The fact is, some things got to change
with eight or more rappers that sound the same
With the, same game, like they all in the same gang
and claim the same fame
Suicide victims, quick to jump off and scream I
have to die, I'm livin a lie
Fake MC's no heart, get torn apart
Messin with us? In ninety-nine, get smart
I be the last one you wanna play with
Rap committees call me, just to okay shit
Focus on me, I grab the mic and drop gems
on a ill rhyme, more flashier than rims
Step in in tan Timb's, a pocket full of ends with a
couple of friends and a couple of hens
Never boring, keep shit rocking til morning
with the bird, until the hawks start hawking
Bounce with me, me and my man keep things hittin
Hop in the Benz 2000 Benz with the CD skippin
EPMD, who's fuckin with it
Outta control like 2Pac in _Juice_, character Bishop
Who's inferior? My Squad be Def
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