Inspectah Deck - Uncontrolled Substance Lyrics
*eerie winds blow**winds die down as beat drops*[inspectah deck]It had to be this wayThis is for realNobody said it would be easySo let it be (ooh.. oh yeah)Aiyyo, s.i.n.y., killa bee hiveEastside, duckin the 5, roll wit the liveSweet love, sweep me in the bug eye, we bout to glideHead fried, spittin the scribe, move in disguiseWan test i? access deniedI live and die by the motto: let none surviveLivin off my last cut, cant hold the sword upYou can have that for free before I take your best offerStalker, preparin for your sianoraTorture, test my word as I come like orcaNiggaz need life supporters, for bein so weakI speak as a veteran and lace the heads Ive creasedAnd live my footprints wherever Ive blessed my presenceI.n.s., livin legend til the essenceGivin with no prescription, this is the medicineSettin a new standard, they fail measurin up toThey suck too, thorns in the hustlePawns in the struggle, darts fly like c.i.s beyond the jungleTrouble man cant dance the hollywood shuffleKnees buckle when the killa bees come thruAll you heard was 1, 2, then the gun blewQuestion is, from who? , numb youLike a 100 ccs of morphine and dailyKeep out of reach of your offsprings[chorus: shadii of the force mds]Too hot to handle, too cold to holdYou pumpin that substance, thats uncontrolled*repeat 2x*[inspectah deck]Too cold to hold, substance -- uncontrolled5-0 said, tell it to the judge, I never toldNever fold, know some turn like fake goldYoung and old I look down like parole holdsIn the midst where the clips blow, I rip showsHit your zip code, my sick flow condonesSoon to spread like ebola, the autopsy showedThe reports, another jon doe -- overdoserOverexposure, facin the flame throwerI hold you hostage, the code names the iyatollahMind controller, 2009 time quotaThe high roller, sting like a king cobraBlow the whistle on kids who unofficialPistol pops, ceremony deep within the gristleNickel and dime, rhymes sign of the timesMy life line, buckle like a fine wine, dyin for minesThe dopeman, still livin like the postmanPatrol man, saw the hand-to-hand, did I run?They know I got the teens strung, plus the fiends comeIn abundance, lined up, spendin 100sThe substance provides, continuous highIll give you one free for every 5 sides you buyGettin high off my own supply, low in the rideWith the low eye, daybreak and makin dough rise[chorus: repeat x2][inspectah deck]My styles so underground, I write rhymes on fossilsUse as directed and wear protective gogglesShaolins the burough, rap picassoBlow like a holo-point, foes sure to followPop a bottle forever, cant stop tommorowChewin all food for thought, hard to swallowCold like chicago winds, taps on my convoEl diablo cross the verazannoP.l.o. style, released while the beasts raidAnd those who cant stand the heat, they seek shadeThe rapture was told of how one man tackled the globeWe go so deep, it rattles your soulI see many have come, but few are chose for the roleIn this ritual, rhymes walkin on hot coalsQuick to spot those who pose as friends and foesWind up violated like I was the p-o[interlude: shadii of the force mds]Satisfaction or your money backGotta keep to makin comebacksIts the best that you ever hadGot you fiendin on the next bag[chorus: repeat 2x]Uncontrolled...
