we lead the way Hot metal, turning you around Hot metal, burning you down Hot metal, gets in your brain I'm feeling pain, from hot metal Maximum volume
Traduzione: Rasoio. Metallo caldo.
back hard black and his soul decays Theres nothing left but a shell and an urge to kill No voices in my head just the will of a couple pills A contact a metal
I'm in this Flippin the tracks, for the wack, who need a smack, and all that stuff cause I'm out to kick the rough porcupine-backed raps, that have ya hot
bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts Every cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?) Nigga what, earthquakin speech, woofer hissin The razor faced
blade is sharp as a razor and split the spine of many a hater When we roll this deal with six petals and bang more heads together than heavy metal When
love Greater than your papercuts Greater than the labor Suckin souls out of the razor tongued All eyes on it Cut the edge and cut for it Water & hot porridge
you're best to run cause my Tec eats pests I got a glock with the laser, hot police taser Step in real close, I hit your throat with the razor You wanna
spoken Survive livin, driven by blood money hunger Snakes lay, waitin impatiently to steal your thunder We stay sharp, state-of-the-art, tear the stage apart Razor
Hot shock waves charge the air All heads are banging Fists pumping everywhere Guitars are cranking Heavy Metal. Heavy Metal What do you want Heavy Metal. Heavy Metal
on my blunt I spit a hundred and fifty bars when I'm blazin' 'em out 'Cause I can do that with razor blades stuck in my mouth Forget a hotel, I'm fuckin
' psalms in the streets of Babylon (Verbs I gather well) ??? data shells My squad camoflauge your wealth Like the bible with parabels With the navigator, spittin razor
the microphone and I cut up kids Like a hot knife straight through a butter stick Now i'm in the spotlight about to rock all night Shot of tequila than a hot
Like a life-size statue of Elvis in Graceland The fucker of jakes, they rush the gates But all they find in my pocket was two dutchies, a razor blade,
, travel like razor satellites Prepared for battles, devils try to raid the castles Got tackled by the rebels, the plate in my head is heavy metal Lyrical
Hung by the throat, jury slung, Black Rose control it like dope settle, coast-to-coast, metal-to-metal coastin, heavy metal, sippin on moet, oh Crackin
make like the Dukes or get yo' ass kicked on the fluke Razor sharp & plus a nigga extra sick so check my tip & recognize when you fuckin' with a pimp metal
