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Albums:

Maths [In the Style of deadmau5] [Instrumental Version] (Deluxe Tracks Pro) · Outta Sight/Outta Mind (The Datsuns) · Outta Sight/Outta Mind [Japan] (The Datsuns) · Cumbia Mix Mix Mix, Vol. 2 (Acapulco Tropical) · Get What U Want Outta Life (Terry Townsend) · Miami Deeper Lounge 3 - Deep Touch Extravagant Mix (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Straight Outta Compton (N.W.A) · Get Up Outta the Dirt (Butterfinger) · Outta Control (Eyez Low) · I'm Outta Love (Anastacia) – and 90 other albums »


A misunderstanding born outta contempt
That was the rock I was battered against
Oh sorrow dogged by sorrow was in my heart
Don't even know just
cause you mad outta order 
Beyond categories, another East side story Uh 
That's three thousand miles ago 
Cause cats are shook by past crooks 
Doin'
hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and probably barf
And my prediction is you're probably fall
Either in
hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and probably barf
And my prediction is you're probably fall
Either in
afternoon and night
We lay together side by side
Searching for lust, searching for breath
Searching for the touch of life
No words are spoken, the only
can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and probably barf
And my prediction is you're probably fall
back inside my life
It's gonna take more than that to set it right, though
'Cause you so fucking outta line
Forever letting them taste what's mine
patience runnin' thinner
Backstabbed by her friend Katrina
If your life is tasting bitter
My boy Jack can make it sweeter
This that, this that, shake it,
nest 50 degrees west
Fire the cannons my man, shatterproof

I mix the world thickest plot rest assured your under siege
I'm kinda outta touch in
rich, 40 chicks in the mix
How freaky can shorty get
Domino effect, one by one, they all go down
I'll be done by the sun... up
I got stamina
If I can't
your grasp now
you're outta weed outta cash outta gas and you're outta style
outta place and you're outta line and you're outta touch and you're outta
you 
The luxury of my cottage covered up in the cut 
Look ou the window baby lakeside, swans and ducks 
Way outta touch with that fast lane 
Keepin'
to moving whole keys
Now why these niggas want to test my skills
I'm a killa and I chastise steel
To mix and mingle with this millionaire status
And send
Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to quake a label-mate 
The sound came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by cobwebs
Beat smooth enough
[Chorus]
Would you like to go with me, down my dead end street?
Would you like to come with me, to village ghetto life?

Let me tell you bout
you 
The luxury of my cottage covered up in the cut 
Look ou the window baby lakeside, swans and ducks 
Way outta touch with that fast lane 
Keepin'
of energy
My life demands it
Everything's up, all the time
Up, up, up!

[Chorus]
What's the beat? The beat is up, ah!
What's the beat? The beat is up,
of energy
My life demands it
Everything's up, all the time
Up, up, up!

[Chorus]
What's the beat? The beat is up, ah!
What's the beat? The beat is up,
the best part

[Davina]
Never have I been so mystified by anyone's love before
Hey, I feel so natural
I keep comin back for more
And each time we touch
snatch the scratch, and laugh
So I painted me a picture
of a life, to make a dream
Can you feel me now
Ballin outta control, ballin outta control
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(last night the DJ saved my life)
Cause
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(last night the DJ saved my life)
Cause
to find
Baby you are the only car I drive

Melts in my mouth
Melts in the hand
Baby you are the only car I drive

Outta my skin
Outta my life
Baby
everlone, into the great unknown
leaving it all to fade for a while
'til the fire in my eyes passes by


when ideas run out, any fool can make a fist
I
do it my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much
Just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be OK
If you do it my way (my way, my way)
Hush baby

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