Iron Mic Tha God Fahim
"Iron Mic" by Tha God Fahim, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that showcases intricate wordplay and raw lyrical prowess. The song explores themes of resilience, street life, and self-assertion. Its unique production features gritty beats and samples, reflecting the underground rap scene's influence. Tha God Fahim's style resonates with listeners, emphasizing authenticity and skill in a crowded genre.
[Verse 1]
Uh
God bless the lost souls, I'm standin' on my pivot
Just copped some new kicks, I won a raffle at Hibbett (Got 'eem)
I drop the bag on [?], then recoupin' digits
Add another zero to my account on my bank visits (Lemme get that)
I'll tell you plain as day that I'm 'bout winnin'
I try to pray and stay away from sinnin'
You know I gotta eat, 'cause I'm a gremlin
Don't ask why they grillin' and I'm grinnin' (Hahaha)
They front and we gon' take 'em to the ceiling
Left my old path, 'cause I seen a new light
Got a iron grasp and I elevated heights
Try to put the wisdom in the rhyme so I enlighten (Yeah)
Put my soul and feeling in the rhyme and they was frightеned
Leavin' flame trails and bloodshеd like M. Bison
You can hit me for the verse or hook, I'm like Tyson
Monk provide the backdrop, the vocals keep on slicin' (D-ding, d-ding, d-ding, d-ding, d-ding)
[Chorus]
I get to dumpin' over and over again, I strike lightnin' (Zazazazazaza!)
They ain't hip to what I'm writin'
You hit me for the verse, and with the hook, I'm like Tyson
Ain't worried 'bout you, I do it for my own liking (Do it for my own liking)
I get to dumpin' over and over again, I strike lightnin' (I strike lightning)
They ain't hip to what I'm writin' (Uh-uh)
You hit me for the verse, and with the hook, I'm like Tyson (I'm like Tyson)
Ain't worried 'bout you, I do it for my own liking
A'ight then
Uh
God bless the lost souls, I'm standin' on my pivot
Just copped some new kicks, I won a raffle at Hibbett (Got 'eem)
I drop the bag on [?], then recoupin' digits
Add another zero to my account on my bank visits (Lemme get that)
I'll tell you plain as day that I'm 'bout winnin'
I try to pray and stay away from sinnin'
You know I gotta eat, 'cause I'm a gremlin
Don't ask why they grillin' and I'm grinnin' (Hahaha)
They front and we gon' take 'em to the ceiling
Left my old path, 'cause I seen a new light
Got a iron grasp and I elevated heights
Try to put the wisdom in the rhyme so I enlighten (Yeah)
Put my soul and feeling in the rhyme and they was frightеned
Leavin' flame trails and bloodshеd like M. Bison
You can hit me for the verse or hook, I'm like Tyson
Monk provide the backdrop, the vocals keep on slicin' (D-ding, d-ding, d-ding, d-ding, d-ding)
[Chorus]
I get to dumpin' over and over again, I strike lightnin' (Zazazazazaza!)
They ain't hip to what I'm writin'
You hit me for the verse, and with the hook, I'm like Tyson
Ain't worried 'bout you, I do it for my own liking (Do it for my own liking)
I get to dumpin' over and over again, I strike lightnin' (I strike lightning)
They ain't hip to what I'm writin' (Uh-uh)
You hit me for the verse, and with the hook, I'm like Tyson (I'm like Tyson)
Ain't worried 'bout you, I do it for my own liking
A'ight then
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