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Froze over, when you thought you could hold With flows than the first sold cold soda more for my bros those rojo soldiers Them cincos are at it again, doja I am Iron Mike, back in the day My rhyming's height, defiant flight Try and bite, like a razor in a apple A and a jammy tackle By a neighbor with the shackles a man he's gaffled I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich I was brought up Muslim and I been studying (Chea!) not a thing so I place this John In your palm her something beautiful to kiss on 'Till I spit one to her lip (Chea!) I've been rhyming since Reagan in Polished it then got a big where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split, then I gotta the casa, your god exists 'Cause a lot of chicks "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"
They say I'm the at what I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think all gum bumpin' So I tell all to put that on somethin' Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put on everything
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come that fast flow Woo! I guess I'm to come with that gas flow But no, I'mma just it, I'mma get it good Wish you would tell me what I do I know, hit the door Uh, yeah, feel I been here before Maybe I have but I fuck with it Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck it Speaking on ability Everybody in my blowing they mind like Kennedy I got no love for the enemy, somebody me the remedy I'm like what's good, been Tell me what's on your mind, this shit My is beyond this shit I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, So what's up, up Tech I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the Should had this verse to your ass a long time ago When I put on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself But I been living like I ain't see tomorrow I ain't on no wealth I been living good, I been fine Pass the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of Busting like combined with a terrorist's mind That's been confined in four walls for some
They say I'm the best at I do me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I they all gum bumpin' So I tell them all to put on somethin' Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put on everything Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, the popper We gotcha, even jock us These invade the knockers then blocker Disintegrating every chakra to off ya You can bet that we doin' it When I put the in a fully with a hoodie Ain't gonna stop us, nobody gon' top us We leave 'em with no option, 'em with no conscience Leave 'em with no oxygen, 'em with no problem And even though I could see what they TV a DVD, I can repeat I see these street shockin' Easy if it need be then I just eat And I'm Eazy-E, I eat meat I'm EBT shopping Credit Card Max, the bars back Fuck your hoe, get and all that Run in your house and your whore back your face and dead the doormat Who got the to the rented Corvette catch me, I'm the man in all black I been a chap since Catman on crack Fuck that, I nice way before that Can't that, you can try though But you end up next to Dido I'm that pen that wrote the I'm on your skin like for the moment, I hit the high note Someone please let Elton John Tell the I'm Hect Camacho a Catholic priest and the Pentecostal Why you niggas wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back With a patch, jump in the middle of the track None of y'all niggas can act so y'all niggas are Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car I can do better yours, I can be ready to brawl I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be Better be for war, tell me who ready for more
They say I'm the at what I do After me 5, 4, 3, and 2 Sometime I think they all gum So I tell them all to put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on Sriracha, I put that on