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* on promo (radio) copies of "uncontrolled substance"

{evil
{sounds of sword
"words help you" (x4)

deck]
Yo, I got sight beyond sight the sword of omen
are left broken by the wise words spoken
Survive livin, by blood money hunger
Snakes lay, waitin to steal your thunder
We stay sharp, state-of-the-art, tear the apart
Razor sharp darts raid the charts
Through the underground, some are found bounds
The gun sparks like the and hunts ya down
The hood life, I'm in it to the
Wouldn't it for a digit, die for it 'cause I live it
Before I let go, correct dough
I bust my shit off, I'm out to blow the lid off, the metro
I glow like a lazer lights show, your squint
Vibrant, true colors, I move swift and
Livin by the day, hearts are like winter nights
Got a hot 10 on the in this game of life
A-alikes in tune, immune to snake
Roll like the blue with no lights, late night
Smooth criminal, born on a lyrical high
miracles before your 3rd eye
Sir I up the round table
Lockin the king's crown, able to it down stable
Fatal tech 9's could make deadly duties
beauties seduce me, used by a hootie and the blowfish groupie
Unruley, fists of fury fly
Cash still rules, ain't nothin new, your jewellry

"words help you" (x2)

[chorus: deck]
Some sound-sound like they real top
But this a true sound, a champion
the mic in every session
Reign number 1, no

deck]
Just when you it was safe
To make a name for yourself, the blows
You get stripped for your belt, run garments
Feather-weights don't know what you in
Revolvin in fantasy, ya dilute the
My hip hop as an uncontrolled substance
Rough from the beginnin, whispered in my
my child days, blazed, workin on entery level
50 metal are found, no sign of rebel
The iyatollah, kenny rogers in the of high rollers
Side-kick, lucky the dice thrower
tracks, blow back the mic holder
Godlen ax blade come down, the over
Takin in the rover, nobel street soldier
Deep cover mission, rap spies be my
I.n.s. a.k.a. j. hunter, gunner
Known to the funky drummer
Hunter city tour for the
The last dog, wu forever through your 4 runner
My team put up jordan-like numbers
Small wonder, get welcome mats snatched up from under
Your cold feet, jacked your whole feat and mad a mil'
No frills with no and bounded to steal
This is real, wu part 2 you
Reality bites with teeth marks a shark do
Niggaz by the carpool, gods rule
If I could own rocks, got me toxy at the bar
Me and my boost the underworld, duckin feds
trace the blood of my swords, double-edged

"words don't you" (x4)

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