StreetLife - 9th Chamber lyrics

{*evil laughter*} [La the Darkman] Yeah, INS, yo La the Darkman Hit 'em with the d**h blow Yo Yo, I'm known to spit poems, throw dice and hold tones Show ice, puff bones, hit beats like Larry Holmes Through the Valley of Kings, you catch the k**a Bee sting Tryin to pick up, you f**in with the archbishop Defyin me is like startin Rap World War 3 You rather sell your key to NYPD My style's vicious, I rap in the lab and break dishes My words wear jet black hoods, lookin suspicious Darkman [Beretta 9] Behold the struggle fire ultra harmonizer, track paralyzer Artist he the real, blood spilled on the synthesizer 4th, turn it up a peak, make the speaker tweet Iron Sheik camel clutch a beat, rappers take your seat In fact punch a clock, it's my time to rock, dock the known like a scott Engineered this thought that I present, so just Comprehend, while I fill you in, with a bar or ten And clear the path for the god Sin, do 'em in kid (Yo) [k**a Sin] I stay lurkin, circlin the premises Dart chemist sent on a search for arch nemesis Concoctin neurotoxins out of synonyms Send your physical in triple shock, crippled in a detox with no rememberance While I rocks the maximum shows for no minimum Capacity to pack the front row but flow naturally k**in 'em, swing on the stage like jagged pendulums And blow like thirty shrapnel grenades with no pins in 'em [Street Life] Why risk it? k**ah Hill District, we flip sh** Egotistic, I hold grounds with twin biscuits Put it up, I lay it down, my streets sound surround Shaolin bound, flash flood watch you might drown Headliner, move through the city like a sidewinder Island drifter, black vagina finder Loungin by the seashore, switch like Bloody Roar And slap hardcore dick to your main wiz, b**h [Inspectah Deck] Toxi' on Bacardi Pina, low crawlin through Medina Slumped in the seven-seater Dumpin heaters, to bite might cause seizures Weak MC's take me to your leader We the true source, movin off on uncharted course My thoughts come across with a blindin force k**a Bees plant seeds, log on Or get knocked off like a pawn if you dare lock horns [Outro: Inspectah Deck] You are now in the 9th chamber Where the falls of reality close in fast on the world of make-believe And your fantasy is nothin more but a memory Now bear witness to the realness Shown and proven We live by the sword...