Luyện nghe bài hát Uncontrolled Substance

*eerie blow*
*winds die down as drops*

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

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

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

[inspectah
Too cold to hold, -- uncontrolled
5-0 said, "tell it to the judge", I told
Never fold, know some turn like gold
Young and old I look like parole holds
In the midst where the blow, I rip shows
Hit zip code, my sick flow condones
Soon to spread like ebola, the autopsy
The reports, jon doe -- overdoser
Overexposure, the flame thrower
I hold you hostage, the name's the iyatollah
Mind controller, time quota
The high roller, sting a king cobra
Blow the whistle on kids who
pops, ceremony deep within the gristle
Nickel and dime, rhymes sign of the
My life line, buckle a fine wine, dyin' for mines
The dopeman, still livin' the postman
Patrol man, saw the hand-to-hand, did I
They I got the teens strung, plus the fiends come
In abundance, lined up, 100's
The substance provides, high
I'll give you one for every 5 sides you buy
Gettin' off my own supply, low in the ride
the low eye, daybreak and makin' dough rise

[chorus: x2]

deck]
My style's so underground, I rhymes on fossils
Use as directed and wear protective
the burough, rap picasso
Blow a holo-point, foes sure to follow
Pop a forever, can't stop tommorow
Chewin' all food for thought, hard to
Cold like chicago winds, on my convo
El cross the verazanno
P.l.o. style, released while the beasts
And those who can't the heat, they seek shade
The rapture was of how one man tackled the globe
We go so deep, it rattles your
I see many have come, but few are for the role
In this ritual, rhymes on hot coals
Quick to those who pose as friends and foes
Wind up violated I was the p-o

[interlude: shadii of the md's]
Satisfaction or money back
Gotta to makin' comebacks
It's the that you ever had
Got you fiendin' on the bag

[chorus: 2x]

Uncontrolled...