Iron Maiden lyrics

Iron Maiden lyrics

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Send "Iron Maiden" Ringtone to your Cell Intro: [from the motion picture `Fresh`] [What you doin` on our turf, punk? Got a message for Smokey. Give it. You Smokey, man? Give it! If you ain`t Smokey, it ain`t yo` motherfuckin` message Motherfucker, I said gimme the message! It`s from Willie, in the slam. Nigga, you been busted? Yeah, the man picked me up. Well, I ain`t got no fuckin` time to play witchu! Now gimme the message. Willie`s in Warwick, doin` 1-3. Told me to tell y`all motherfuckers to keepcool. He be out one way or another. Quick. Maybe I could stick around for awhile. Naw, that`s out, man. You know? What can we, The Lords, do with a punk like you? Kiss my ass, motherfucker! (Burn `em) Just me and you, motherfucker, just me and you. I put trademarks around your fuckin` eye!] [Portrayin`, won`t be payin`. Uh huh, Uh huh] [Yeah, no doubt, no doubt, this Wally champ cat. Yeah, it`s on this one] Raekwon: Yo, Gambino niggas who swipe theirs Deluxe rap cavaliers Midgets who steal beers, give `em theirs Chorus: Raekwon Sit back jollyin` My team be gamin` like three card Rolly an` Drug Somalians pollyin` [Verse One: Raekwon] Many raps they crochetin` Ay yo Iron, these niggas portrayin` But haven`t been payin` For real, slide on these niggas like flesh fear Caesar fade style, usually tough grenade Throw a blade, fuck gettin` laid Guzzle this shit like Gatorade Big-dick Wallies have never half-suede Connectin` with the hot style is done Light up a chalis I run with nuttin` but the wildest, foulest Come on now, long-dick style Niggas on the hit out, ay yo Iron bite my shit out Eventually, bust a rap gun mentally Been doin` this century kid, just meant to be Get on your knees and bless me with a gem in the Caribbean Skiin` off by P.M. Snatch Canadian cream with Scandinavians Fellatium style, play it like thirty-two Arabians The greatest lesson is don`t owe, you might get stole on When I go bury me wit Valow on [They come to me, and understand, just let me get mines first.Then after I get mines, y`all can do what y`all wanna do.Fuck `em up bad] [Verse Two: Ghostface] `Sho `nuff, hit the bank and thrust Cool Nauticas Jamie Summer got trained on the tour bus We upgrade, swallow raw eggs, read the label Hittin` white-label, left the Winnebago unstable Smooth sailin`, walked in, my earth started kneelin` Started stealin`, I`m too ill, see we`re bellin` at the parlay Kicked up, mack, max motion Michael Bolton magazine call, I`m too potent Louisville mix pain kill rap, Fuck benadryl The violin in `Knowledge God` sounded ill Tremendously obnoxious, no blotches My telephone watch`ll leave bartenders topless Dead on the prosecutor, smacked a juror Me and my girl`ll run like Luke and Laura We sit back on Malayan islands Sippin` mix drinks out of boat coconut bowls, we whylin` (Break) Raekwon: Sit back jollyin`, Uh huh, Uh huh Uh huh, Uh huh, Sit back jollyin` Uh huh, Uh huh, Uh huh, Uh huh (Chorus) x 2 Sit back [Verse Three: Cappadonna] Deep meditation sound orientated, war the blizzard Rap para-medical the wizard Cappadonna, never caterin` to none My microphone and three verse weigh a ton of slaughter You oughta five thousand back across the water My laboratory story keep me flowin` with the glory Acapella or deep dirty instrumental I could blow the sky like the stormy wind blew One gallon of whylin`, Park Hill profilin` I cut your face up rough fifty sure while you`re smilin` For violatin` my position, I leave you smoked like a crackhead on a mission Two tokes of mic dope, one stroke of elegance Rated like the movie graphic told intelligence Person to person, it`d be hard for you to take a trophy You better off to get somebody out to try to smoke me `Cause I`m P-L-O T-K-O every day Dancehall General, Party Fanatic Colonel Cappadonna son`a old school just go infernal Veteran for rappin` with the new set of rule of hard rappin` Ninety-six jive, I keep the live crowd clappin` When I bow, all praises due to Staten Isle I spark the mic and Shaolin spark the methtical Every evenin`, I have a by myself meetin` Thinkin` who`s gonna be the next to catch a beatin` From my mental slangin`, bitchin` rap twist the point of warfare I brutalize, all competition catch ill hair Chance him, that`s what they said, threw up a ransom I jacked it, stripped the beat naked and packed it Gimme my rewards [The way I, the way I wanna get `em.I want `em gotten.I want `em layin` out.I want `em gotten.`Cause niggas need to be gotten.He need to be taken off of here.That`s right.] Send " Iron Maiden" Ringtone to your Cell Iron Maiden lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Iron Maiden lyrics @ ELyrics | Iron Maiden lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Iron Maiden lyrics @ Songlyrics | Iron Maiden lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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