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Iron Man (Urban Street Mix)You could strike a match in my handToo black to tan Heavy metal rhythm from a one man band Bust my knuckles in a junk yard scuffle Whippin' adversaries with a brass belt buckle Born in the ghetto, hard like metal Got a '87 'vette with a fat gas pedal Live a hard life, shave with a knife Love to get freaky on the gloomiest nights I got childhood scars in the streets of my life Girls laughed, now they beggin' to be Mix-A-Lot's wife The new breed is here, vigilante's of rap Got eyes like fire, with my boys at my back Now I'm back for revenge, all the rumors must end Freaky breathin' is out, bold music is in A lot of dummies gettin' money, just for clappin' their hands Not the style or desire of a true Iron Man A southside broola don't drink coolers Big money maker, not a dumb drug user It's real not drama, hate pet llamas Met Clint Eastwood, slapped his momma Billboard thriller, Avenue chiller Hard rock lover, and soft rock killer Girls in the house, watch your blouse I'm the man your momma was warnin' you about The bad boy of rap, givin' no slack Talk behind my back, and you might get slapped You might get paid, but your metal ain't real Your rock's like mush, this rock's like steel I got childhood scars in the streets of my life Girls laughed, now they beggin' to be Mix-A-Lot's wife The new breed is here, vigilante's of rap Got eyes like fire, with my boys at my back Now I'm back for revenge, all the rumors must end Freaky breathin' is out, bold music is in A lot of dummies gettin' money, just for clappin' their hands Not the style or desire of a true Iron Man A big ego crushin', MC's fussin' More lines in my face than a sunburned Russian Hardly ever speakin', girl's be tweakin' Buggin' off the drums, 'cause the snare be peakin' World's most hated, too bad to be rated Makin' you mad and I'm elated Beat syncopater, your bad I'm greater Tougher than Schwarzenegger in "Terminator" Guitar cord ripper, Perrier sipper Transform scratchin' and not a needle skipper Flesh like steel, MC's kneel Mickey D's Shrimp Salad not part of my meal Heavy drum hitter, can't stand kidders Hate boss metal and I'm not a bullshitter Girlies wanna kiss, suckers throw a fist A lot of rappers try to rap, but it ain't like this The true Iron Man of rap droppin' this big metal hammer Now that's true metal, posse up, yeah |