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Iron Skull

Ironik: I just wanna know what you want me to do To keep the love up there What would you like, you like Big up Bless Beats Listen Would you like if

Royce Da 5'9"] By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron

Crazy wires fuse their brains Drinking water, sugar cane Bang drums and broken flutes Homeless gods and iron boots Flying wicked, love control Circus storm and demon skull

so fast when your blood spilled it was still blue I'll hang you til you dangle and chain you with both ankles And pull you apart from both angles I wanna crush your skull

Enter the depth of the mindstate of a sick man blood lust, slow suction like quick sand sharpened gilloutine that cuts clean, you cant hang an iron plate

Queens) Queens take ya heads (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) Queens be the vets (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) I'm here to crack ya cats' skulls

do? Don't think that you won't get touched, bitch Hoes, hoes, money, roll Mr. Whup-Ass done stepped in the do' (Bone crusher) Bring the pain, to your skull

Part demonic part machine Hungry and it's time to feed Iron claws and fangs of steel Dripping from his tasty meal Now it's time to jugulate Feel your skull

They deserve to die They deserve to die Skull is fractured by the pounding Eyes dislodging from their sockets Brains spill out, the skull is split through