[Round 1: JC]
You write very exceptional...to be Jewish
But I'm not a nigga to scalp, homie
I'm too Wicked...which (witch) means y'all should probably just put the house on me
And so we don't make this close, I'mma say it slow
Y'all 'bout to see a plain (plane) Spirit flight, and it's crazy, bro
'Cause he got on board for cheap, but didn't know the extra shit he was gon' be payin' fo'!
I am too good at what I do, and it's too much to ever replace me
Plus, all your effort been lazy
So now we blitzing
You get outta pocket? Scramble, but the other direction is safety
Welcome, Iron, let's not get ahead of this
You far as fuck from home
So yo' comfort zone, prolly as low as you are on that "Legend" list
So me droppin' to yo' hands? Never!
Regardless of yo' planned efforts, I dust a nigga til his body covered in it
I could've sent T'Challa to the ancestors!
I brought them .380's through!
And they some Marvelous ones, and the aim is proof
They open minds like the Limitless pill
The side effect? You get less of yo' brain to use
Nigga, you just a White boy, tryin' to move on his own
You don't think you just a clone?
Ask K-Shine...SMACK (smack) is the only thing separating you from Charron
Nigga, no jokin', the champ in the buildin'
It's Mayweather versus Ricky Hatton
Who fast-write (right) the most potent?
But y'all know the answer either way
It's Ancestry.com: I showed proof of who I was through DNA!
Now, I was the first nigga to protest the cats that reached
Hate it or love it, there's a lot of niggas glad I speak
As far as handling Iron, I'm Malcolm with the shotgun at the curtain
That mean I'm at my peak (peek)
Be honest, nigga
How many bodies did you catch behind these bifocal glasses lens?
Prolly some real average shit
I need a scope, or at least a beam: Iron's sight's too inaccurate
We need another look!
I was raised by animals: my memoir's gon' be a Jungle Book
Ain't no debatin' the truth
Extensions in the clip, I put the barrel in his face when I shoot
It's 30 in it...one for every minute of our time you wasted with Mook!
I came armed, so don't try nothin' slick
And get a grip on ya guys, 'cause they on some wild young shit
And if I had to get the grip
Foosball: you gon' see the whole lineup flip!
Believe in this, Iron
No, fuck what I'm talkin' 'bout, believe in this iron
You can get the ghostwriter shot in self-defense
That was the nigga reachin' for Iron
But now the hammer in his face
He self-centered, 'cause the only thing he seein' is Iron
See, if I have to battle a great, then I'm leavin' wit' a corpse
He somebody you gon' have to replace
I'm buildin' my whole empire before Iron: I'm Alexander the Great
Don't be silly, Aaron
I mean, not to throw around governments, but with guns and clips, who really airin'?
I mean, let's set it straight
I mean, he can start wit' a stare (stair) and really move up from there
Like...like, really escalate
Like, I was gettin' my back rubbed when I got the call for you
I said, "Smack, Beasley, it's a problem? Name it."
Went from gettin' Pampered to doin' Pull-Ups...shit was easier than potty-training!
Now we locked and aimin'
Whole squad look the same when we movin': doppel gang shit! (doppelganger)
Weapon blastin', if I'm tryin' to get him harm
For a pretty Penny, they'll put Iron on the arm: nigga, that's Janet Jackson
And I don't let it breathe
I'm Eddie Murphy in McDowell's: nigga, I will mop everything
If you askin' for proof, the shit's physical
'Cause when JC black on a Jew, it gets biblical
Yeah, JC, black on the J- that's cause we the originals!
And the way the white man calls himself "the Jew" came up in this world, has been criminal
You'll get dropped to the floor for second-guessin'
Deal wit' the pain (Payne) when I get to steppin'!
Forget the weapon
It's two feet to the face on the way in (Wayans): that's the Head Detective!
No silencer for Iron
When I clap, shit's serious
Everybody in the back is hearin' this
This Uz' (Oohs) gonna fill up the room...it's gon' sound like when Math hit Serius
It's body ba-
Round 1!
It's different today, it's different today
You write very exceptional...to be Jewish
But I'm not a nigga to scalp, homie
I'm too Wicked...which (witch) means y'all should probably just put the house on me
And so we don't make this close, I'mma say it slow
Y'all 'bout to see a plain (plane) Spirit flight, and it's crazy, bro
'Cause he got on board for cheap, but didn't know the extra shit he was gon' be payin' fo'!
I am too good at what I do, and it's too much to ever replace me
Plus, all your effort been lazy
So now we blitzing
You get outta pocket? Scramble, but the other direction is safety
Welcome, Iron, let's not get ahead of this
You far as fuck from home
So yo' comfort zone, prolly as low as you are on that "Legend" list
So me droppin' to yo' hands? Never!
Regardless of yo' planned efforts, I dust a nigga til his body covered in it
I could've sent T'Challa to the ancestors!
I brought them .380's through!
And they some Marvelous ones, and the aim is proof
They open minds like the Limitless pill
The side effect? You get less of yo' brain to use
Nigga, you just a White boy, tryin' to move on his own
You don't think you just a clone?
Ask K-Shine...SMACK (smack) is the only thing separating you from Charron
Nigga, no jokin', the champ in the buildin'
It's Mayweather versus Ricky Hatton
Who fast-write (right) the most potent?
But y'all know the answer either way
It's Ancestry.com: I showed proof of who I was through DNA!
Now, I was the first nigga to protest the cats that reached
Hate it or love it, there's a lot of niggas glad I speak
As far as handling Iron, I'm Malcolm with the shotgun at the curtain
That mean I'm at my peak (peek)
Be honest, nigga
How many bodies did you catch behind these bifocal glasses lens?
Prolly some real average shit
I need a scope, or at least a beam: Iron's sight's too inaccurate
We need another look!
I was raised by animals: my memoir's gon' be a Jungle Book
Ain't no debatin' the truth
Extensions in the clip, I put the barrel in his face when I shoot
It's 30 in it...one for every minute of our time you wasted with Mook!
I came armed, so don't try nothin' slick
And get a grip on ya guys, 'cause they on some wild young shit
And if I had to get the grip
Foosball: you gon' see the whole lineup flip!
Believe in this, Iron
No, fuck what I'm talkin' 'bout, believe in this iron
You can get the ghostwriter shot in self-defense
That was the nigga reachin' for Iron
But now the hammer in his face
He self-centered, 'cause the only thing he seein' is Iron
See, if I have to battle a great, then I'm leavin' wit' a corpse
He somebody you gon' have to replace
I'm buildin' my whole empire before Iron: I'm Alexander the Great
Don't be silly, Aaron
I mean, not to throw around governments, but with guns and clips, who really airin'?
I mean, let's set it straight
I mean, he can start wit' a stare (stair) and really move up from there
Like...like, really escalate
Like, I was gettin' my back rubbed when I got the call for you
I said, "Smack, Beasley, it's a problem? Name it."
Went from gettin' Pampered to doin' Pull-Ups...shit was easier than potty-training!
Now we locked and aimin'
Whole squad look the same when we movin': doppel gang shit! (doppelganger)
Weapon blastin', if I'm tryin' to get him harm
For a pretty Penny, they'll put Iron on the arm: nigga, that's Janet Jackson
And I don't let it breathe
I'm Eddie Murphy in McDowell's: nigga, I will mop everything
If you askin' for proof, the shit's physical
'Cause when JC black on a Jew, it gets biblical
Yeah, JC, black on the J- that's cause we the originals!
And the way the white man calls himself "the Jew" came up in this world, has been criminal
You'll get dropped to the floor for second-guessin'
Deal wit' the pain (Payne) when I get to steppin'!
Forget the weapon
It's two feet to the face on the way in (Wayans): that's the Head Detective!
No silencer for Iron
When I clap, shit's serious
Everybody in the back is hearin' this
This Uz' (Oohs) gonna fill up the room...it's gon' sound like when Math hit Serius
It's body ba-
Round 1!
It's different today, it's different today
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