Styles Of Beyond: Outta control

[Verse 1: Ryu]Yo...takin' the game back, point blank, aim gatsWe both dope from the same cocaine sackLaugh with no pain, never go glitzyPop thug, my necklace dangle my M-60 (Uh!)Outta control now, half of the globeRaps and wreaks of wackness, cover your noseSo take your weeks of practiceBack, you freakin' flow in a geeky accent, "Callin' all freaks!"That's what you get, get got it? GoodYo Cheap, we got a smash hit, knock on woodThat's it, put your hands up (Uh!) They can't stand usDig a big pit the size of the Grand CanyonPush 'em over the cliff, you nutty as squirrel shitThinkin' you're so sick, but I carry the cure, bitchLots of sleep, plenty of pills and blowNow who want it with the S.O.B.? Let's go![Chorus: Ryu]Stand up! C'mon, and if ya like it say ("Uhhh...")Ya like it, say ("Well...")Ya love it, say ("Yeahhh")So get up! And if it's hype, say ("Uh!")Ryu and Tak, what's up now? We outta control!Hands up! C'mon, and if ya like it, say ("Ha!")Ya like it, say ("Whoa")Ya love it, say ("Awwwesome!")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 jokeSo deep, with no sleep, it hurts when you're dopeSo I, picked up a pen and squirt a couple of quotesWhile I dream and hurdle over your hoaxBlowin' steam like, it's all murder, incite the right words toFight, I might serve ya mic, and vice-versaSpillin' my ink on a piece of paperSlowly I sink, I think I'm a freak of natureSo I, step it up now, outta control, about to explodeI'm in the house, countin' my doughBounce and I roll, pick up a half ounce of the 'dro, psycheYou don't even smoke punk, you're stuck in the strobelightBack to the beginning, with scar tissue and celibate thoughtsI'm in the dark with artificial intelligenceNever before seen, it's the untold legacyRippin' it, tearin' the mics up, stash the weaponry[Chorus:]Stand up! C'mon, and if ya like it say ("Ahhh")Ya like it, say ("Uh!")Ya love it, say ("Yeahhh")So get up! And if it's hype, say ("Well...")Ryu and Tak, what's up now? We outta control!Hands up! C'mon, and if ya like it, say ("Yeahhh")Ya like it, say ("Ahhh")Ya love it, say ("Ummm")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 death, but I'm a New York native818 rock outta control, we so fresh, you knowNo one except us, runs the west coastYou're best to, mind your biz and stay uselessI'ma take a swing at your brain and Babe Ruth itRuthless gangsta, definition of sickIs Ryu and Tak together, we the weapon and clip[Verse 4: Tak]Yo...pop it and cork it, a wild horseI like the way it flows, mix a little with Style WarzCabernet and Merlot, I'm sayin' it's got me, swingin' fo' shoSpeakin'...language in prose so my name'll get knownIt's like...makin' a record, you gotta chase it or catch itI keep spittin' this image with no escapin' the methodWhile I'm sittin' on the wall in between two womenAnd I can't even decide, I'm in the pool swimmin' like...[Chorus:]Stand up! C'mon, and if ya like it say ("Yeah")Ya like it, say ("Umm...")Ya love it, say ("Eeep")So get up! And if it's hype, say ("Uh!")Ryu and Tak, what's up now? We outta control!Hands up! C'mon, and if ya like it, say ("Oooh")Ya like it, say ("Okay then")Ya love it, say ("Umm...")So get up! And if it's hype, say ("Ahhh!")Ryu and Tak, what's up now? We outta control![Outro: Ryu]Yo...Cheapshot's always outta control, uh!Vin Skully, gettin' outta controlYou know my man double-O gettin' outta control, uh!Lexicon, always outta control, yeah!4-Zone's always outta controlAnd ya know Trev Dog gettin' outta control, uh!Sandman, gettin' outta controlYa know Spytech Records always outta control, uh!And that's it...2003, S.O.B....uh!"That...was...awwwesome! Hahahaha...that sucks."