featuring Busta Rhymes

[Busta Rhymes]

Rap is outta control!

Hey hey rap rap.. (for sure dude) wait what wait

Aiy rap is outta control

Hold on!

[B.R.] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yi yeah yeah yeah yi yeah yeah

[P.S.] Erick and Parrish Busta Bus check it

[B.R.] This is one of my favorites

[P.S.] Aight? So check it check it

[B.R.] Yeah

[P.S.] Outta control

[E.S.] F'real rap is outta control, like that (For sure dude!)

[P.S.] PMD, still Makin Dollars

[E.S.] Uh-huh, rap's outta control (For sure dude!)

[both] Yo, yo..

[Erick Sermon]

I be pulsatin dominatin, up above

Run-D.M.C. style, stop and show love

E-Dub, I can't fall off, it's no way, I'm down low

I stay in the cut with O.J.

The fact is, some things got to change

with eight or more rappers that sound the same

With the, same game, like they all in the same gang

and claim the same fame

Suicide victims, quick to jump off and scream I

have to die, I'm livin a lie

Fake MC's no heart, get torn apart

Messin with us? In ninety-nine, get smart

I be the last one you wanna play with

Rap committees call me, just to okay shit

Focus on me, I grab the mic and drop gems

on a ill rhyme, more flashier than rims

Step in in tan Timb's, a pocket full of ends with a

couple of friends and a couple of hens

Never boring, keep shit rocking til morning

with the bird, until the hawks start hawking

Bounce with me, me and my man keep things hittin

Hop in the Benz 2000 Benz with the CD skippin

EPMD, who's fuckin with it

Outta control like 2Pac in _Juice_, character Bishop

Who's inferior? My Squad be Def

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