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*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, can't 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 I've creasedAnd live my footprints wherever I've 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 can't 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 cc's of morphine and dailyKeep out of reach of your offsprings[chorus: shadii of the force md's]Too hot to handle, too cold to holdYou pumpin' that substance, that's 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 name's 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' 100'sThe substance provides, continuous highI'll 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 style's so underground, I write rhymes on fossilsUse as directed and wear protective gogglesShaolin's the burough, rap picassoBlow like a holo-point, foes sure to followPop a bottle forever, can't 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 can't 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 md's]Satisfaction or your money backGotta keep to makin' comebacksIt's the best that you ever hadGot you fiendin' on the next bag[chorus: repeat 2x]Uncontrolled...

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