Ghostface Killah - Iron Maiden Lyrics

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[Raekwon: Verse 1]

Yo Gambino niggas who swipe theirs

Deluxe rap cavaliers

Midgets who steal beers give 'em theirs

Sit back jollyin'

My team be gaming like three card Rolly an'

Drug Somalians pollyin'

Many raps they crocheting

A-yo Iron these niggas portraying

But haven't been paying

For real slide on these niggas like a fresh pair

Caesar fade style usually tough grenade

Throw a blade fuck getting laid

Guzzle this shit like Gatorade

Big-dick Wallies have never half-suede

Connecting with the high stylist dun

Light up a chalis

I run with nothing 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 doing this a 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 you with velour 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]

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[Ghostface: Verse 2]

'Sho 'nuff hit the bank and thrust

Wu Nauticas Jamie Sommers got trained on the tour bus

We upgrade swallow raw eggs read the label

Hitting white-label left the Winnebago unstable

Smooth sailing walked in my Earth start kneeling

Started stealing I'm too ill see we're grilling at the parlay

Kicked up mack max motion

Michael Bolton magazine quote 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

Sipping mix drinks out of boat coconut bowls we wilding

[Raekwon]

Sit back jollyin' (Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh Uh huh) (Repeat X2)

Sit back jollyin'

My team be gaming like three card Rolly an'

Drug Somalians pollyin' (Repeat X2)

Sit back

[Cappadonna: Verse 3]

Deep meditation sound orientated war the blizzard

Rap para-medical the wizard

Cappadonna never catering 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 flowing with the glory

Acapella or deep dirty instrumental

I could blow the sky like the stormy wind blew

One gallon of wilding Park Hill profiling

I cut your face up rough fifty sure while you're smiling

For violating 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 PLO TKO every day

Dancehall General Party Fanatic Colonel

Cappadonna son'a old school Disco Inferno

Veteran for rapping with the new set of Wu the hard rapping

Ninety-six jive I keep the live crowd clapping

When I bow all praises due to Staten Isle

I spark the mic and Shaolin spark the methtical

Every evening I have a by myself meeting

Thinking who's gonna be the next to catch a beating

From my mental slanging bitching rap twist the point of warfare

I brutalize all competition catch hell here

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 got. He need to be

Taken off of here. That's right.]

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