out of control! I think I'm out of control! A pretty boy state of mind only got me alone I think I'm out of control! I think I'm out of control! I
m out of control! I think I'm out of control! A pretty boy state of mind only got me alone I think I'm out of control! I think I'm out of control!
a half to be so daft to doubt When I know that I'm in the full close to head throes of darkest prang Within, out, you, me, rhyme and reason are All wildly out
OF Y'ALL MOTHERFUCKERS!! I see these niggas wanna see me catch a case and get struck out But I'm laughin', 'bout to knock they ass the fuck out Bitch
ll need a skin graft Toss it up, while the DJ known as Evil cuts You wanna know what's happenin what? The beat become my soul, I'm goin out of control
y'all, motherfuckers I see these niggas wanna see me catch a case and get struck out But I'm laughin' 'bout to knock they ass the fuck out Bitch, quit
control over a nation's currency, and I care not who makes it's laws." --Mayer Amschel Rothschild, 1743-1812] A tide of Blue Blood. A tide of mystic light
a skin graft Toss it up, while the DJ known as Evil cuts You wanna know what's happenin - "WHAT?" The beat become my soul, I'm goin out of control Look
You/ Break off a piece of my heard tucked into every record groove/ And you?ll walk different in these corrective shoes/ But you?ll recognize the revolution and act out
Y'ALL MOTHERFUCKERS!! I see these niggas wanna see me catch a case and get struck out But I'm laughin', 'bout to knock they ass the fuck out Bitch quit
skin graft Toss it up, while the DJ known as Evil cuts You wanna know what's happenin - "WHAT?" The beat become my soul, I'm goin out of control Look
inflate this low salary My sets is fat and yours is low calorie Too, full-too full of carbohydrates, to flow my rate I shake-rate vi-light-brate, light
see these niggas wanna see me catch a case and get struck out But I'm laughin', 'bout to knock they ass the fuck out Bitch quit actin' like a stuck up