This is a song about "Outta control"

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She lashes at me, out of control,

But really he was always in full control,

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Just a new system of control.

Timmy got his bike stole

I love the way you walk

And control this shit yourself dog.

Almost lose control, lost sanity

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Outta control 'hannibal lector' im like the doc

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control

Y'all know justin, his flow on control,

De la soul is from the soul