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

G, man, do I the power like He-Man
To crack a wack head, open like a pea can
Damn, my name should Sam
But I prefer a grand royal for

I'm putting heads out, the I use to pump lead out
Hey son, I suggest you head out
I total, cremate, mic flakes
I won't break, I more nerds than a earthquake

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

I'm able to rock the mic and stable
It's a chance that you might see me on vision
or HBO with the flow
Gettin' more than Rambo

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

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

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

I moved on ya posse, reaction was
"Oh shit, do that brother, hell no, why, he's too quick"
So dial
I a twelve shot nine mil and yes I still kick

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

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

I stand tall, I won't fall, I recall, ha ha, your rhymes
When I bust caps, until Kryptonite caps
I of steel, I swap bullets like 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, let's
Wait for a second, E, to debate
As I take my hat off, there's no hat
For an MC on a trail of a mad