Outta Control

By M.E.D.

On Classic

Released on November 1, 2011

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We outta control, it's outta control

We outta control, it's outta control


[Hook: Both]

It's outta control, off the chain we animals

Fangs is out, get that dough

Can't go back, it's outta control


[Verse 1: M.E.D.]

Ease back we on, fly so she on

That shit we on, raw opium

Swag out space like Obi Wan's

Behave this tazer born to stun

(We major) if and with buts

Come to the womb just bring extra blunts

We next to none, get money, count it up

Not from Hawaii still we Maui'd up

(Trust me), flow tough like buffalo tusk

She on bumper like 5 o'clock rush

No such thing as suck, I succeed

Most my friends are dead or parolees

Like Barry White on the low key

Beat tape, writing rhymes with a 40

Navigate with Adobe

On the streets name her weight, you light as a snow pea

Only for real niggas, and shorties

Don't turn it down when you see the police


[Hook]

It's outta control, off the chain we animals

Fangs is out, get that dough

Can't go back, it's outta control

It's outta control, off the chain we animals

Beats that bang, dangerous flows

Ask girls in the front row, they know


[Verse 2: Hodgy Beats]

Hodgy Beats I'm off my space shuttle

I touch down to Earth like my team huddles

No troubles we splash in a mud puddle

Hoes suck dick I just say they blow bubbles

Cherry pop at the pit stop

Yeah my shit's hot, gridlock, ask your bitch shop

I'm young not knowing when will the kid stop

Maybe when a golden Rolex is my fucking wristwatch

That's some cliche words and they call me Hip Hop

This ain't Hip Hop bitch, I'm more Kid Rock

Rock and roll, throw rocks with a troll

This game I control, middle finger to patrols

In the wilderness I hinder hits

Niggas talk but can't walk like their shins got splints

No whip but my window tints on my glasses

Catch up molasses I'm outta control, yeah

Wolf Gang


[Hook]