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* appeared on (radio) copies of "uncontrolled substance"

{evil
of sword fight}
"words help you" (x4)

[inspectah
Yo, I got sight beyond like the sword of omen
Beats are left broken by the words spoken
Survive livin, driven by money hunger
Snakes lay, waitin to steal your thunder
We stay sharp, state-of-the-art, tear the apart
Razor sharp poison darts raid the
Through the underground, some are found bounds
The gun sparks like the bloodhound and ya down
The life, I'm in it to the limit
Wouldn't it for a digit, die for it 'cause I live it
I let go, have correct dough
I bust my shit off, I'm out to blow the lid off, the metro
I glow like a lazer show, your eyes squint
Vibrant, true colors, I move swift and
Livin by the day, hearts are cold like nights
Got a hot 10 on the dice in this game of
in tune, immune to snake bites
Roll like the blue coats with no lights, late
Smooth criminal, born on a lyrical high
Perform miracles your 3rd eye
Sir I light up the round
Lockin the crown, able to hold it down stable
Fatal tech 9's could make mines duties
beauties seduce me, used by a hootie and the blowfish groupie
Unruley, fists of fury fly
Cash rules, ain't nothin new, tuck your jewellry

"words help you" (x2)

inspectah deck]
Some like they real top guns
But a true sound, it's a champion
the mic in every session
Reign number 1, no

[inspectah
Just when you it was safe
To make a for yourself, the blows delf
You get stripped for belt, run your garments
Feather-weights don't know what you in
Revolvin in fantasy, ya the solvin
My hip hop as an uncontrolled substance
Rough from the beginnin, whispered in my
Since my days, blazed, workin on entery level
50 jackets are found, no sign of rebel
The iyatollah, kenny in the game of high rollers
Side-kick, lucky hands the dice
tracks, blow back the mic holder
Godlen ax blade down, the mic's over
flight in the rover, nobel street soldier
Deep cover mission, rap be my folder
I.n.s. a.k.a. j. hunter, vocal
Known to choke-hold the funky
Hunter tour for the summer
The dog, wu forever roar through your 4 runner
My team put up jordan-like numbers
Small wonder, get your mats snatched up from under
Your cold feet, jacked whole feat and mad a whole mil'
No frills with no and bounded to steal
This is real, wu 2 spark you
Reality bites with marks like a shark do
Niggaz dick-ride by the carpool, gods
If I could own rocks, got me toxy at the bar
Me and my girl the underworld, duckin feds
trace the blood of my swords, double-edged

"words don't you" (x4)

[outro: girl]
you sell, oh, oh...