Out of Control
P.O.W.E.R. Lyrics


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Pushed in the game at a young age
Feel me touch me as I turn the page
A little past ten, roughly about
eleven years old dropped in the good location
My scratch is smellin sour and it's stinkin
got a nigga seriously thinkin
"How can I kill this odor, and purchase me a Lincoln?"
Minimum wage flippin patties - nope
I'd rather fuck around with Coca-Cola, yola
Ice cream, candy, granola, huh
Slave for men - that's what they told me
and I'll break you off somethin suitable
Brought you a key of crack quicker than ?
Recoupable
Future black and beautiful
My partners used to be plucked and ugly
Hangin around them old squeegee boys
Man them the motherfuckers that have love for me
They straight cut for me
Deal me, touch me, L-O-V-E
E-to-the-F-to-the-R-T-Y
I spits the shit from the T-O-P
It's me, the E, droppin it nuclear all the time
Motherfucker comin from the motherfuckin.. mud
Fuck you niggaz, you think I sell my soul
But I'm way too cold, motherfucker!

Sittin in my livin room
Thinkin of, a master plan
Tryin to find a way out
Then I snatch the scratch, and laugh
So I painted me a picture
of a life, to make a dream
Can you feel me now
Ballin outta control, ballin outta control

Fresh off the showroom flo', bought me a ninety-fo'
Now I'm havin long money, like Ross Perot, so take
notes from a big ol' ? pimp, pretty much established
Livin out of hand lavish
Throwin parties ?
with big time folks makin big time cabbage
Become a savage, get swoll by ones
Twenty a drum's established
Six figure digits, just like I tell you like
I got the whole city sewed up in stitches
Your product'll win if you gots top grade
Keep, your law-yers and your bail bondsmen paid
The word on the street's is that I done came up too fast
Motherfuckers want a piece of my soul
Playa haters wanna cut my grass
You don't wanna bring your bitch
to what type of ? out of control sittin on tickets
Million dollar spots, technology chops
and a motherfucker proud fool-assed ridiculous
Straight fuckin em up like that, throw me my strap man
Feel me
Reverend would you put some blessin oil on my head
and hear me
I never sell my soul cause I'm way too cold
Motherfucker! Ballin outta control

This ol' game, kids they run
Never get a second chance
so take me to this world
Now there's always time, to getcha
I guess by now you get the picture
of what I'm tryin to say
I'm ballin outta control

"Niggaz trippin off me cause I was a young motherfucker ballin"
"Every other fuckin day I'm tellin my sahies how to quit"
"Niggaz trippin off me cause I was a young motherfucker ballin"
"We can get it on, we can get it on"
"Niggaz trippin off me cause I was a young motherfucker ballin"
"Forty-Water, straight lettin em know"
"Even though my pocket's fat and my belly's bigger..
gots to come Sic-Sic-Sic-Wid-It"

Throw, the hoe
Y'know in a big ass gumbo pot
Full stir
Let it settle to make it lock
Horse races, trips to Vegas, frequent flier
"Whassup you timah, when your ass gonna retire?"
I ain't knowin
Keep tellin myself that I'ma call it quits
But I got myself
Too much motherfuckin cabbage out there runnin in the streets
Lookin up out the way for the one-time
Po-Po Penelope seriously concentratin
Noided as I watch the back for all of my chemistry
cause fools be playa hatin
Lucrative spots and blows, investments bonds and stocks
Esquired land and crops, techno chops and glocks
Cause niggaz be tryin to make movies
when they get all in front of these bootch ass hoochies
I be like poppin the cap like a hungry mother
I ain't even gon' lie I'm to'
Twoasted, looped, to' back, souped
Plastered, puked, on the get back fully recouped
Fuck these niggaz they think I'll sell my soul
But I'm way too cold, motherfucker!

Sittin in my livin room
Thinkin of, a master plan
Tryin to find a way out
Then I snatch the scratch, and laugh
So I painted me a picture
of a life, 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
Cause I'm way too cold
Yayayy, I'm ballin outta control
MotherFUCKER! Ah yeah
Feel me main
I feel you
Can you feel me main
Yeah, I feel you main
Vitti can you feel me?
I feel yah!
Motherfucker can you feel me?
Yeahahayahahah!
Feel me main
I feel you main
Feel me boy?
I'm ballin outta control, yeahahahhh




Every fuckin time
All day, motherfucker

Overall Meaning

The song "Out of Control" by P.O.W.E.R. is about coming of age in a world where you have to hustle to make it. The first verse speaks of being thrown into the game at a young age and the struggle to make money in any way possible. The artist mentions going into debt to purchase a car, feeling the weight of minimum wage work, and ultimately deciding to take risks with illegal substances and activities to make it big. Despite the risks, the artist finds success and uses their newfound wealth to live lavishly and out of control. The chorus speaks of having a master plan and painting a picture of their dream life. The song ends with a repetition of "I'm ballin outta control" emphasizing their newfound success.


One interesting fact about "Out of Control" is that it was released in 1998 as part of P.O.W.E.R.'s album "Unconditional Love." The artist quickly gained a following in the Bay Area and other parts of California. Another interesting fact is that the song samples "Caught Up in the Rapture" by Anita Baker. The producer, Roger Troutman, manipulated Baker's voice to create the synth melody that drives the song. The song also features a sample from The Chocolate Jam Co.'s "Just as Long as I Got You."


In addition to its sampling, "Out of Control" has been covered by several artists including Tupac, who interpolated the chorus into his song "Ballad of a Dead Soulja." The song also caught the attention of Master P, who offered to sign P.O.W.E.R. to his record label, No Limit Records. However, P.O.W.E.R. declined the offer and chose to remain independent. "Out of Control" remains one of the best-known songs by P.O.W.E.R. and has influenced other underground Bay Area artists.


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Line by Line Meaning

Pushed in the game at a young age
I was introduced to the world of drug dealing at a very young age


Feel me touch me as I turn the page
I am progressing through the drug world, feeling its effects and turning to new pages of my life


A little past ten, roughly about eleven years old dropped in the good location
I was around 11 years old when I was placed in a favorable drug dealing location


My scratch is smellin sour and it's stinkin, got a nigga seriously thinkin How can I kill this odor, and purchase me a Lincoln?
My drug money is marked and the smell attracts attention. I need to find a way to get rid of the odor, invest in a better car, and avoid suspicion


Minimum wage flippin patties - nope, I'd rather fuck around with Coca-Cola, yola, Ice cream, candy, granola, huh
I would rather deal drugs and make more money than work a minimum wage job flipping burgers. I can sell various types of drugs to make even more profit


Slave for men - that's what they told me, and I'll break you off somethin suitable
Others told me that I would be a slave to men in the drug world, but I can provide them with what is suitable for them and benefit myself


Brought you a key of crack quicker than ? Recoupable Future black and beautiful
I can easily provide a large quantity of crack and make a profit. My future looks promising and I am proud of my race


My partners used to be plucked and ugly, Hangin around them old squeegee boys, Man them the motherfuckers that have love for me They straight cut for me
My previous partners were not attractive and were associated with squeegee boys, but they still have my back and will cut anyone who opposes me


Deal me, touch me, L-O-V-E, E-to-the-F-to-the-R-T-Y, I spits the shit from the T-O-P
People appreciate my drug dealing and I provide love and affection in return. My name is E-F-R-T-Y and I am the best at what I do


It's me, the E, droppin it nuclear all the time Motherfucker comin from the motherfuckin.. mud
I am E and I am always dropping bombs and coming from humble beginnings


Fuck you niggaz, you think I sell my soul But I'm way too cold, motherfucker! Sittin in my livin room, Thinkin of, a master plan
Haters think I have sold my soul for my success, but I know that I have what it takes to succeed. I am planning my next moves from the comfort of my home


Tryin to find a way out Then I snatch the scratch, and laugh So I painted me a picture, of a life, to make a dream
I am trying to find a way out of the drug world and I laugh when I make a profit. I am visualizing the life I want to lead


Can you feel me now Ballin outta control, ballin outta control Fresh off the showroom flo', bought me a ninety-fo'
I am on top of the world and am balling out of control. I recently purchased a new 1994 car


Now I'm havin long money, like Ross Perot, so take notes from a big ol' ? pimp, pretty much established Livin out of hand lavish
I am now wealthy like Ross Perot and established as a pimp. I am living a luxurious and extravagant life


Throwin parties ? with big time folks makin big time cabbage Become a savage, get swoll by ones Twenty a drum's established
I am throwing parties with wealthy individuals and making a lot of money. I am becoming more aggressive and earning $20 for every drum (a measurement of cocaine)


Six figure digits, just like I tell you like I got the whole city sewed up in stitches Your product'll win if you gots top grade
I am making a six-figure income and have a grip on the drug market in my city. If you have quality drugs, you will be successful


Keep, your law-yers and your bail bondsmen paid The word on the street's is that I done came up too fast
Keep your lawyers and bail bondsmen paid to avoid getting caught. People are talking about how quickly I became successful


Motherfuckers want a piece of my soul Playa haters wanna cut my grass
People envy my success and are trying to bring me down


You don't wanna bring your bitch to what type of ? out of control sittin on tickets Million dollar spots, technology chops and a motherfucker proud fool-assed ridiculous
Do not bring your girlfriend to my out of control parties because they are too wild and there are people getting arrested. I am living the high life with expensive stuff and a proud attitude


Straight fuckin em up like that, throw me my strap man Feel me
I am taking down my opponents with my weapon. Do you feel me?


Reverend would you put some blessin oil on my head and hear me
Reverend, please bless me with oil on my head and listen to my prayers


I never sell my soul cause I'm way too cold Motherfucker! Ballin outta control
I am too strong to sell my soul for my success. I am still balling out of control


This ol' game, kids they run Never get a second chance so take me to this world
In the drug world, young people are put in charge and cannot afford to make mistakes. Take me to this world


Now there's always time, to getcha I guess by now you get the picture of what I'm tryin to say
There is always time to succeed in the drug world. I think you understand what I am saying


I'm ballin outta control Niggaz trippin off me cause I was a young motherfucker ballin
I am still living my best life and people are amazed at how young I was when I first started balling


Every other fuckin day I'm tellin my sahies how to quit We can get it on, we can get it on
I encourage my friends to quit drug dealing, but I also encourage them to join me if they want to


Forty-Water, straight lettin em know Even though my pocket's fat and my belly's bigger.. gots to come Sic-Sic-Sic-Wid-It
My name is Forty-Water and I am letting people know that I am still successful, even though I have a lot of money and am getting fat


Throw, the hoe Y'know in a big ass gumbo pot Full stir Let it settle to make it lock
Get rid of the hoe and put everything in a large pot. Let it simmer and settle to make it perfect


Horse races, trips to Vegas, frequent flier Whassup you timah, when your ass gonna retire?
I am doing things like going to horse races and traveling to Vegas frequently. People are asking me when I am going to retire


Keep tellin myself that I'ma call it quits But I got myself Too much motherfuckin cabbage out there runnin in the streets
I keep telling myself that I am going to quit, but I cannot because I have too much money and business out on the streets


Lookin up out the way for the one-time Po-Po Penelope seriously concentratin Noided as I watch the back for all of my chemistry cause fools be playa hatin
I am always watching out for the police and trying to evade them. I also have to watch my back for people who want to bring me down


Lucrative spots and blows, investments bonds and stocks Esquired land and crops, techno chops and glocks
I am investing in lucrative places and selling drugs, investing in bonds and stocks, buying land, and acquiring weapons


Cause niggaz be tryin to make movies when they get all in front of these bootch ass hoochies I be like poppin the cap like a hungry mother
People try to act tough and make movies when they are in front of women, but I am popping caps on them like a hungry man


I ain't even gon' lie I'm to' Twoasted, looped, to' back, souped Plastered, puked, on the get back fully recouped
I am very drunk and high and have had a lot of fun. I may have even thrown up, but I am fully recovered


Fuck these niggaz they think I'll sell my soul Yeah yeah, I'm ballin outta control Out of motherfuckin control Cause I'm way too cold Yayayy, I'm ballin outta control MotherFUCKER! Ah yeah
People believe that I sold my soul, but I am still balling out of control and I am too strong and cold to sell out


Feel me main I feel you Can you feel me main Yeah, I feel you main Vitti can you feel me? I feel yah! Motherfucker can you feel me? Yeahahayahahah! I feel you main Feel me boy? I'm ballin outta control, yeahahahhh Every fuckin time All day, motherfucker
I want you to understand me. I understand you. Can you understand me? Yes, I understand you. Can you understand me, Vitti? Yes, I understand you. Can you understand me, motherfucker? Yes, I understand you, and I am always balling out of control.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: EARL T. STEVENS, SAMUEL RAMONE BOSTIC, LOUIS KING, MIKE MOSLEY

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Lonely's archives

Ain't no way he was "holding back" while he was taking a shit.
Qué control del Ki perfecto ni qué coño. Majin Buu destruía la tierra sí o sí mientras cagaba.

Todoroki

@OTAVIO JOHANN JARDIM ya, es verdad en español siempre o casi siempre se dicen malas palabras, sin ofender, pero es que es verdad, créanme, yo soy español

Mikal Lyngbø

Buu

Carlos Augusto

Good thing the Kaioh planet is resistant enough. With the old supreme Kaioh being of that age and all.

EpicArmadillo5298

The toilet had a higher power level than buu

Power

Epico

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Xlgbes Bloxer

You know, I always wondered if characters like goku and vegeta have like special bathrooms so they don’t destroy the planet by radioactive pee or a poop with the properties of a nuke… just me though

the living tribunal

@Anon equity: a lot.

Anon

With how much Goku eats, you know whatever toilet he uses screams in agony

AnimeGamer Jace

😂

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