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Yo, yo Back in black, it's your local superhero from the hood Ironman Stark's got the good Not that good good like Snoop I bulletproofed the Coop' Polished up the suit and gathered the troops Got a brand new ray gun Me and DOOM heading down to the range To shoot in the matrix Catch bullets with my hands and teeth, I break faces Wild car chases, don of all ages I saved the world that's fucking history pages My Wu crescent signs in the sky at night Watch how my eagle on my wrist take off into flight All my might, white glass teeth that write Ain't a bird or a plane it's a ghost on the mic Two hammers and a diamond blade sword Thicker than the Ford F1-50 Niggas couldn't lift me As if, stance mad stiff Metal Face DOOM, beware, he bear gifts Gab for the shift, overwork, overtime Jerk you been warned, go for mine In the dance hall play the wall like handball Till his pants fall, brawl till last call Letras de cancionesLoose cannon, squeeze a drip Off to rip this one for the Gipper, get gypped That nig' ya dig don't tip the strippers Foamposite mask, matching slippers Yo where's Starks? Backpack of ammo Warriors said let your flags blow, camo These dudes is toys like Wham-O Damn though, chip paint driving on the gravel with the Lambo Blamo From Letras Mania