and they give us no pity About the youngsters amongst us You think they respect the law They think they monsters, they love us, reality rappin' And giving
of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me And just might be the next best
I was an outcast, outsider, trouble maker A lost soul, outta control, in danger Didn't have a care in the world, my feelings were numb Never showin' emotion
the real slim shady please stand up, and put one of those fingers on each hand up, an be proud to be outta your mind, an outta control, and one more
[Eminem] If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it then so be it cause nowadays these kids, jeez don't give a shit bout lyrics all they wanna hear is
fiends sheep and moles See us overthrow the hold of the devil control And roll deep, keep it underground for the streets I'm the last sayin, get 'em outta bounds, retreat Like
' to play myself the fuck out like Fred Durst Fat kids stay big and fuckin like marshmellows And stomp holes in your fuckin lyrics like the goodfellows
To make a dream, can you feel me now? Ballin' outta control, ballin' outta control Yeah, yeah, I'm ballin' outta control Out of motherfuckin' control I'm ballin' outta control
dabble in the hood like fly weights Lock and load in the range with rock the globe Made any aim possible Til the leadbelly lost control In the hold of
vault, but it wasn't geraldo's fault. it was durin' the summer 80 years ago, me an my friends were walkin to the show. some kids came up an offered us
have to control the ball but I control that rap If I smack you on your ass you gonna throw that back They like it when a gangster take control like that
m carried away on my back like a stone popper party Lyin' til' my soul hurts (soul hurts) Mad as fuck scared and stuck, i can't control earth Surrounded feelin like
Girl , (Thug Girl) It's me Low-G sagaterious Girl Girl , Girl Girl I like the Thug Girl that love to stare at us Platnium nails with a matching
're outta control A little something that I thought you should know (Chorus x4) Tell me why the hell does everybody in this world wanna know about us
Pop 'em, drop 'em, lay 'em down Now Lord, forgive us, pray for us Gangstas, say what? We all religious And y'all wangstas I swear you give us the shivers
like--? Aynsley: I didn't have too much chance to use 'em here, as yet, because it's, you know the screams and that, would most likely wake the kids
yo' hips go oh I'm still in the club, so fresh on the clip On the flo', do my dance like this Don't get dash and flick Fuck with us, you really get
like the paparazzi Its crazy she still on top a the biz I'm with Brit, while KFed watchin' the kids Britney (verse 1): He was kinda like a summer fling
