Styles Of Beyond - Outta Control lyrics

Verse 1 (Ryu) Yo, takin the game back Point blank, aim gats We both dope, from the same c**aine sack Laugh with no pain, we never go glitzy Pop-thug, my necklace dangle my M60 Outta control now, half of the globe Rappers reek of wackness cover your nose So take your weeks of practice back and Freak your flow and that geeky accent, Callin' all freaks That's what you get, get, got it good Yo Cheap, we got a smash hit knock on wood That's it put your hands up(Uh), they can't stand us Dig a big pit the size of the Grand Canyon Push 'em over the cliff you nutty as squirrel sh** Thinkin' your so sick, but I carry a cure, b**h Lots of sleep, plenty of pills and flow Now who want it with the S.O.B., Let's go Chorus Stand up(Come on) And if you like it say(Uh!) You like it say(Well!) You love it say(Yeeah!) So get up, and if it's hype say(Oh) Ryu and Tak what's up, now we outta control Hands up(Come On) And if you like it say(Hah) You like it say(Whoa!) You love it say(Awesome!) So, get up, and if it's hype say(Oh my God!) Ryu and Tak what's up, now we outta control Verse 2 (Tak) Yo, wakin' up early goin' to work is a joke So deep with no sleep, it hurts when you don't So I picked up a pen and scored a couple of quotes While I dream, and heard 'em over your host no esteem, like It's all murder, recite the right words The fight, I might serve, your mic and vice-versa. Spillin' my ink on a piece of paper Slowly I sink I'm a freak of nature So I step it up now, outta control About to explode, I'm in the house countin' my dough Bounce and I roll, pick up a half ounce of the dro' Sike, you don't even smoke punk Your stuck in the strobe light Back to the beginning with scar tissue and celibate thoughts I'm in the dark with artificial intelligence Never before seen it's the untold legacy Rippin' it, tearin' the mics up, stash the weaponry Chorus Stand up(Come on) And if you like it say(Uh!) You like it say(Mmmm!) You love it say(Yeeah!) So get up, and if it's hype say(Well) Ryu and Tak what's up, now we outta control Hands up(Come On) And if you like it say(Yeeah!) You like it say(Oh!) You love it say(Aaah) So, get up, and if it's hype say(Oh!) Ryu and Tak what's up, now we outta control Verse 3 (Ryu) Yo, I still fade 'em rep L.A. West up till d**h but I'm a New York native 818 rock out of control, we so fresh you know No one accept us runs the West Coast You're best to mind your biz and stay useless I'mma take a swing at your brain and Babe Ruth it Ruthless gangster, definition of sick It's Ryu and Tak together we're the weapon and clip Verse 4 (Tak) Yo, poppin the cork of Wild Horse I like the way that it flows Mix a little with Style Wars Cabernega Merlot I'm sayin' it's got me, swingin fo' sho Speakin', language and prose so my name'll get known It's like, makin' a record, you gotta chase it to catch it I keep spittin' this image with no escapin' the method. While I'm sittin' on the wall in between two women And I can't even decide, I'm in the pool swimming, like Chorus Stand up(Come on) And if you like it say(Yeah!) You like it say(Ah!) You love it say(Oo!) So get up, and if it's hype say(Mmm) Ryu and Tak what's up, now we outta control Hands up(Come On) And if you like it say(Ooh!) You like it say(OK then!) You love it say(Aaah) So, get up, and if it's hype say(Aaah!) Ryu and Tak what's up, now we outta control Outro (Ryu) Yo, Cheapshot's always outta control, uh Vin Skully gettin' outta control You know my man Double-0 gettin' outta control Lexicon always outta control, yeah 4-Zone's always outta control And you know Trev Dog gettin' outta control Uh, Sandman gettin' outta control You know Spytech Records always outta control, uh And that's it. 2003. SOB. "That was awesome, haha... (that s**s...)"