Kaboose, Royce da 5'9" - Goin' Outta Control lyrics

As a Minnesota timber cub I ran with the pack
Because a fellowship of wolves
Makes for skillful attack
Your prideful, boastful
Biters I'll roast you
Loathing you drones homes I'm
Known to go postal
Great mic pro tools shatter your ordeal
Bubble gum ring tone rappers trapped
In my force field
Grinding competition into cornmeal facial
Gestures after life battles
People nicknamed it blue steel
Round one round two hip hop game unreal
One minute you're king of the hill
Next minute you're road kill
Similar to mortgage when your
Creeping like a tortoise
Got you locked like rigamortis and
You're literally at stand still
March with me nothing better to do
Because the harvest is plentiful and
The workers are few
I just quoted Matthew now tell me your
Story long as the beats banging

We gonna do it till the bass
Got the club going outta control
Holler if you hear me yo
I don't know nobody to do it like us
Holler if you hear me yo
We gone do our thing
Without selling our souls
Holler if you hear me yo
I don't know nobody to do it like us
Holler if you hear me yo

96 fresh out high school stressed out
Looking for the next route
Moving off just clout arrogant chest
Out pardon I left out
That 10 years later I'd be the best out
98 first deal that's when I ate my first meal
Numbers been running since youngin'
Got his first wheels
Never been a Walker like Hershel
Feeling like the world is mine like the
Sun was scribbled in the earths will
'01 '02 that's when I took
My first pill to put
Me in the matrix I went kind of commercial
Its kinda like credit cause your happy
When you get it so
You relish every moment up until
You get that first bill
My people don't think that this
Is me gaming this
Me saying that it ain't easy to be famous
This is me changing now tell me your
Story long as the beats banging

When I refused to worship money
Thrown in the lions lair
I cried out to Zion in
Silence but don't despair
He will deliver me Father whom I declare
Faithful like Daniel so Yahweh
Will honor prayer
The moral of the story is focus
Your mind you make it clearer
Never too scary to fall you take it there
The revolutionary is all were making here
Prepare to compare me to Paul or Che Guevara
Some pay the bare minimum all
Gentlemen will take it
Went from rags to riches
Once broken almost naked
Now your business suit's are tailor made fit
So remember where you come from and
When you're bringing home the bacon
So in money we make it it's funny we chase it
Catch it some invest it then
Some of us waste it
A lot of us know the diamonds and gold
Is now synonymous with finding your soul