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Iron90

12 priests, crab louse, won't catch it Shut the fuck up, your mouth is like punks (Shut up!), always runnin (Ha!) from the '90's, so I never will like

dope cause I sold it and pray I don't get indited And I ain't throwin no signs claimin no colors or shit But got that p90 ruger and nigga it get ugly

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

it to any nigga chopper bullets you can't trust If you bust, when I spray Head for shelter 10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna fail ya A lot of punk niggas

[Juvenile [Verse 1]] You live that life... slangin' that iron off tha porch When a nigga blow... you hit him up with tha torch You got confidence...

bust Tell it to any nigga chopper bullets you can't trust If you bust, when I spray Head for shelter 10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna fail ya A lot

the universe Emmerse the megahertz from a mega to the first I rule the world like my name is Love Then knock your ass out, Iron-Fist, velvet gloved and

roll strickly Bootcamp in the 90's Come try we if you wanna, cause we gwan flex Break niggas necks Then hop on the iron horse get up with my elite fleet

take and break burning elevation Ignite the flight by higher learning, concerning Granting you abilities like think Motions first reactions though instinct Like blinks of an iron