Royce Da 5'9" - Goin' Outta Control lyrics

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Royce Da 5'9" - Goin' Outta Control lyrics

[Verse 1: Kaboose] As a Minnesota timber cub I ran with the pack Because a fellowship of wolves makes for sk**ful 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 k** 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 [Hook] We gonna do it till the ba** 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 [Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"] 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 [Hook] [Verse 3: Kaboose & Royce Da 5'9"] 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 suits are tailor made fit So remember where you come from and when you're bringing home the bacon So in money we make it its 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 [Hook]