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Tom J is in the house, rap is control
Tom J is in the house, rap is outta
Rap is control, rap is outta control
Rap is outta control, rap is outta
Rap is outta

G, man, do I have the power He-Man
To a wack MC's head, open like a pea can
Damn, my name become Sam
But I prefer a grand for TheJam

I'm putting heads out, the guns I use to pump out
Hey son, I suggest you head out
I total, cremate, strikin' mic
I break, I make more nerds than a earthquake

Strong, got strength than King Kong
I'm worldwide, I'm interviewed like Kaity
I'm on now, at twelve, it's so dope
All the way to four o'clock, there no

I'm able to rock the mic nice and
It's a chance that you might see me on cable
Showtime or HBO the flow
Gettin' more play Rambo

Aiyyo, whatta you know, people, rap is outta control
Rap is outta control, it's definitely, fuckin' control
Rap is control, rap is definitely outta control
It's outta control, rap is control

from the underground, where universal beatdown is a mush
Yo, I crab MC, E, too late, he got crushed
Was he a pop rap singer, R&B
Faggot who jumped the and now you get the finger

In other words, absurd to try to get with
The brother from Brentwood, Long Island, Swift Lip
I'm too smooth and yes, I groove to the Track
Wit a Beck's in my right hand, left on Bozack

I on ya posse, first reaction was
"Oh shit, let's do that brother, hell no, why, too quick"
So 1-900-55-eat-shit
I pack a twelve shot nine mil and yes I still

What, ass like a jock, 6'3" and stocky
Rap name not Balboa, so motherfuck
I'm the mainstream supreme, slamming like Aikeem the
And yes it may seem that

Rap is outta control, rap is control
Sure dude, rap-rap-rap-rap-rap, for dude
Rap is control, yes, yes, y'all, yes, y'all
Yes, y'all, yes, y'all, it E

I tall, I won't fall, I recall, ha ha, your rhymes stall
I bust caps, until they Kryptonite caps
I reign of steel, I swap bullets that
I'm like, Superman, fly way up in the sky
And if you try to me down, clown
I die, I cremate

I hate, exterminate
Wait for a second, E, to debate
As I my fisherman hat off, there's no hat
For an MC on a trail of a mad