there's no return We are the dying race and we will burn Every spirit will be gone and mankind will fall Cause this is the end of it all We all love
track a cramp [Chorus x4] [H.A.W.K.] Like Ja I rule, plus I'm so old school I'm already on fire, and you gon add to the fuel All the bitches drool,
grave, severed heads erase A wrong that has been done, only death can overcome Master of the blade, wielder of the steel With iron fury, killer fire
difference between the two [Beyonder] Rock with me y'all Rock with me y'all Rock rock rock with me y'all Bars Of Death y'all 7L y'all ES y'all c'mon
Nature's laws We've seen the iron carcass rust and buildings topple into dust And as the waters rise it seems we cling to all the rootless things The
he is responsible Holding the lifes of his man in his hands So it's destroyed the work of a century the iron towers melt down in the fire of hate No survivor
When nine stars kiss the moon o'er Ultima Thule. Swathed in moon-frosts, in icy winds our blazon flying, Iron gleaming 'neath the stars, black skies ablaze with astral fire
{Busta Rhymes} yo, it all began like, bust it My nigga City bout to bounce on a trip We met some niggas with alot of things they want em to flip I told
a lion, jaws be like saws grindin Claws rip through walls of cast iron I slap fire outta hoodlum, pull out steel and start shootin I clap iron like Duke
it With passion of a Microphone Patriot I did it for my Fathers; I did it for my Mothers and my Brothers I did it for the world to discover The head of
Ghoul Of All Mankind I'll Crawl All Over You & Numb You Deep Inside I'll Eat Your Silver Cross, Behind It You Can't Hide Stone Will Become Of You,
box the booth Walk on air, break it there, flash fear Cuz cats better beware, ya three strikes there Phelonious monk, I do it all month We fourth down
frost and fire Giants of south and those up higher Fire runs my passion burns Fear breakes and chaos rules I am the incarnation of all ages I've seen it all
higher. Hysteric ball: - Sentence them all To the fire! One day the boy confessed his lies. - I know nothing about The witches ways. One after one they all
Water-walker, immune to all physical torture Pull out fast in a Porsche, upon a double-crosser My penis rise up in the morning like a Phoenix And blast iron
that snow And they might get knocked but that's the chances we take You know it's all for the cake, yeah it's all for the cake And I know it's a chance
