Search results for 'outta control by kids like us' Page #204

Timbuktu
'Cause I'm original, like Black Falasha Jews
Velours by BUFU. Buy Us, Fuck you
Try us, fuck you
You die y'all got gats but him buck too, nigga

still put ya on the injured list
Still efficient we mobb deep so infamous
Isn't it interesting? We get belittled like middlemen
By other folks who didn't

Excalibur

Dungeon Family

Even in Darkness [Clean]

2001

child killings
Excruciating pain like a root canal without a filling

Forever we, pillars in this stature in this Ascap rapture
Wordplay that will snatch

'Cause I can't go nowhere without It
I promise
They won't take me from my kids

And I put that on my keys
Outta town every chance I get
'Cause I don't like

Yah yah yah yah
Ooooh waaaah
Uh

cre you a hit or a miss?
Don't know like I play battleship
Need control like I'm driving a whip
Can't be still,

let's roll
Get fucked up and lose control
If you like that I'll come right back
Break it down and dance real close
Take our time go nice and slow
However

I’m sending you there if you doubt me

I get high all the time
I’m outta my mind
Dear Lord show me signs
I, i’m still getting by
I’ve been on my grind

burned by the torch, no tiki
They only wanna see us fail please believe me
Just to dream had to look on TV
Some niggas look towards CD
Then get burned by

told they sons the only contest is progress 
But in the classroom teachers still lie to us we never learn our history feeling like ain't no options

graveyard
Cause in my city it get hectic everyday
Kids hopping off the porch toting treys now
It seem like bodies always dropping by the day
Cause in dem

ain't sippin' on nun'
You sippin' on deucey (Deuce)
When I was a kid I felt
Like a badass with this band
I feel like I'm Boosie (Boosie)
I turned 24

on your fist you get blind by the lights
You can buy what you want don't care for the price
We can stack all the bread we can stay outta sight
Give me your

In My Hood

Fabolous

Real Talk

2004

hood
Gang signs go up in my hood, just 'cause you in my hood
Feel like I'm trapped in my hood
Young kids get clapped in my hood
That's why I'm

the whites kids shooting like Nash Browin, I’m going
Bitch outta here, you be on Cloud 9 I be on the Stratosphere
I leave a bitch hanging like my nuts

like the Voyager One
You can see my face but you can't chase me
Outta my mind sometimes, not the case lately
Pen game present like a pinkprint, word

like you made outta money
No I can't be saving no money
You don't go to grave with no money
My pockets be taking that money
My partners they hate bein

n I ain’t here play
Wouldn’t wanna love you girl any other way
Tell them hating bitches, to get up out ya face
Before you lose control mess around n

Like a Stripper

Lil Jon

Crunk Rock

2010

she dips in your patron
Get to the party (party) like she workin on the floor
Shawty got it (got it) when she drop it outta control
Shawty dance like

My Entourage

Big Ed

The Assassin

1998

Soldiers we ballers we on a mission 

Now can't nobody hold us we outta control on you bitches 

That's what we remainin 

Maintainin, ya'll ain't

We at the end of our rope, feel like they hung us
They might not claim the Klan but in some hoods they still among us, I
Cover my face, I gotta pray

was screaming like usher
Niggas be foul like a flagrant
It's gone get bloody like Freddy and
Jason cause I'm outta patience
She loving my fragrance
Told

recorded it the same day
He wrote Eastside right there at Regional
Like we was there
That was when the girl had came up to us like she was coolin with us

Go Murdoch, Hannibal your Face no A-Team
On my B.A. ting, I'm pitying fools
Who don't rate me, crazy, I'll finish you all
Like a school kid eating

Drug Dealer

Plan B

Ill Manors [Deluxe Edition]

2012

another addict
Who was at it like an asthmatic trapped in an attic
Sucking on an asthma punt 
Though you never know by looking at him that's the cunt