*eerie blow* die down as beat drops*
[inspectah It had to be way This is for said it would be easy So let it be (ooh.. oh yeah)
Aiyyo, s.i.n.y., bee hive Eastside, duckin' the 5, wit' the live Sweet love, sweep me in the bug eye, we to glide Head fried, the scribe, move in disguise test i? access denied I live and die by the motto: let survive Livin' off my last cut, can't hold the up You can have that for before I take your best offer Stalker, for your sianora Torture, my word as I come like orca Niggaz need supporters, for bein' so weak I speak as a veteran and lace the heads I've And live my wherever I've blessed my presence I.n.s., livin' 'til the essence with no prescription, this is the medicine Settin' a new standard, they fail up to They too, thorns in the hustle Pawns in the struggle, darts fly like c.i.s beyond the man can't dance the hollywood shuffle Knees buckle when the killa come thru All you heard was "1, 2", then the gun Question is, "from ", numb you Like a 100 cc's of and daily out of reach of your offsprings
[chorus: shadii of the force Too hot to handle, too to hold You that substance, that's uncontrolled 2x*
[inspectah Too to hold, substance -- uncontrolled 5-0 said, "tell it to the judge", I told Never fold, know some turn like gold Young and old I look down like holds In the where the clips blow, I rip shows Hit your zip code, my sick flow Soon to spread like ebola, the showed The reports, jon doe -- overdoser Overexposure, facin' the flame I you hostage, the code name's the iyatollah Mind controller, 2009 quota The roller, sting like a king cobra Blow the whistle on kids who Pistol pops, deep within the gristle Nickel and dime, sign of the times My life line, like a fine wine, dyin' for mines The dopeman, still livin' the postman Patrol man, saw the hand-to-hand, did I They know I got the teens strung, the fiends come In abundance, lined up, 100's The provides, continuous high I'll give you one free for 5 sides you buy high off my own supply, low in the ride With the low eye, daybreak and makin' dough
[chorus: x2]
[inspectah My style's so underground, I rhymes on fossils Use as directed and wear goggles Shaolin's the burough, rap Blow like a holo-point, sure to follow Pop a bottle forever, can't stop Chewin' all food for thought, hard to like chicago winds, taps on my convo El diablo the verazanno P.l.o. style, while the beasts raid And those who stand the heat, they seek shade The was told of how one man tackled the globe We go so deep, it rattles soul I see many have come, but few are chose for the In this ritual, walkin' on hot coals Quick to spot those who pose as friends and up violated like I was the p-o
[interlude: shadii of the force Satisfaction or your back keep to makin' comebacks It's the best you ever had Got you fiendin' on the bag
[chorus: 2x]
Uncontrolled...