soon unfurl Nobody wants him They just turn their heads Nobody helps him Now he has his revenge Heavy boots of lead fills his victims full of dread Running as fast as they can Iron
out, macks slappin at backs make her's pop out And they be (they be), not (not), carin' who they shoot (shoot) Little (little), guns (guns), fit into their boot (boot
eatin' T-bone steaks in palatial estates, ornate with gates that automate so those you hate could only spectate, I was kissing my mate through iron
dream the blood so red, the grass so green the gleam of spur on the chestnut flank the cavalry did burst upon the ranks oh the iron will and the iron
jewelry Will getcha laid down in the A-Town, shorty you heard me [Verse 1 - Lil' Fate] You can find me in a Polo shirt, Polo pants, Polo boots Looking
good I keep the hammer with me, Joey's renovatin' the hood Difference between us, I'm gettin' loot on tours Good shoes on the Beem, you got a boot on
keep the hammer with me, Joey's renovatin' the hood Difference between us, I'm gettin' loot on tours Good shoes on the Beem, you got a boot on yours Dudes
the mickey in my soda?! [DJ Quik] Maybe I did cause you was acting square (Humpty Hump: Thank you!) Yeah, you welcome, Hump, now let me flat-iron my
to face A deep dark truthful mirror And it's going to tell you things that I still love you too much to say The sky was just a purple bruise, the ground was iron
good scheming, on that teaming thang (Some niggas got the green, thinking they can hang) So let's take it to the square where Boot Camp is bang Like Iron
em iron sheet clothes line em was on a iron bust Now im on a Iron Bird Flying dont tryin cuz hes rhyming with a Iron Beak If u Lookin For Compettion I
than the prophecies of Nostradamus Omega marks the ending of predictability, birth of agility Who will it be to test me and expose their futility. Iron
fuckin riders as we stunt niggas That scrappin shit ain't happenin see you dead if yous a punk nigga We floss around in Lexuses, from the boot to Houston
I ain't seen a problem yet can't be solved by kickin' ass Kickin' ass (Kickin' ass!) Kickin' ass is what we do Kickin' ass (Kickin' ass!) Iron foot
It was grand master sin but I'll do it again Prostetutes want loot so they can shot up haha, whats goin up is the end of my boot bitch Right up your ass
break these chains Now you see, what i mean. Let it in Make it real. Come and feel your iron fate A leather crowd surrounds you With black boots in the
put the chains on my ass and put me in the fuckin van I'm goin straight to Donovan, no county jail Fuckin parole violation, so I can't make bail The iron
There's a slow train coming It's movin' on down the line Steel wheels on iron rails Tonight I'm fixin' to die Woo, I hope you don't mind pretty mama