Luyện nghe bài hát Uncontrolled Substance

*eerie winds
*winds die down as drops*

deck]
It had to be way
This is for
Nobody said it be easy
So let it be (ooh.. oh yeah)

Aiyyo, s.i.n.y., killa bee
Eastside, duckin' the 5, roll wit' the
Sweet love, me in the bug eye, we 'bout to glide
Head fried, the scribe, move in disguise
test i? access denied
I live and die by the let none survive
Livin' off my last cut, can't the sword up
You can have for free before I take your best offer
Stalker, for your sianora
Torture, test my as I come like orca
Niggaz need life supporters, for bein' so
I speak as a and lace the heads I've creased
And live my footprints wherever I've my presence
I.n.s., legend 'til the essence
Givin' with no prescription, is the medicine
a new standard, they fail measurin' up to
They too, thorns in the hustle
in the struggle, darts fly like c.i.s beyond the jungle
Trouble man can't dance the hollywood
Knees buckle when the killa bees thru
All you heard was "1, 2", then the gun
is, "from who? ", numb you
Like a 100 cc's of and daily
Keep out of reach of offsprings

shadii of the force md's]
Too hot to handle, too to hold
You that substance, that's uncontrolled
2x*

[inspectah
Too cold to hold, substance --
5-0 said, "tell it to the judge", I told
Never fold, know some turn fake gold
Young and old I look down like holds
In the midst where the blow, I rip shows
Hit your zip code, my flow condones
Soon to spread ebola, the autopsy showed
The reports, another jon doe --
Overexposure, facin' the flame
I hold you hostage, the code the iyatollah
controller, 2009 time quota
The roller, sting like a king cobra
Blow the whistle on who unofficial
Pistol pops, deep within the gristle
and dime, rhymes sign of the times
My life line, like a fine wine, dyin' for mines
The dopeman, still livin' like the
man, saw the hand-to-hand, did I run?
They know I got the teens strung, plus the come
In abundance, up, spendin' 100's
The substance provides, 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' rise

repeat x2]

[inspectah
My so underground, I write rhymes on fossils
Use as directed and wear goggles
Shaolin's the burough, rap
Blow like a holo-point, sure to follow
Pop a forever, can't stop tommorow
Chewin' all food for thought, to swallow
Cold chicago winds, taps on my convo
El diablo the verazanno
P.l.o. style, while the beasts raid
And those who can't stand the heat, they seek
The rapture was told of how one man tackled the
We go so deep, it your soul
I see many have come, but few are chose for the
In this ritual, rhymes walkin' on hot
Quick to spot those who as friends and foes
Wind up like I was the p-o

[interlude: of the force md's]
Satisfaction or your back
Gotta keep to comebacks
the best that you ever had
Got you on the next bag

[chorus: 2x]

Uncontrolled...