Yo, cleanse me. Clean me of my sour soul I'm vicious.
My mind races from the satellite dishes.
No technology, this world's corrupt.
They can't feed me food for thought. I won't budge.
I'm a twisted individual; they say critical.
I say nigga I'm on top of my pinnacle.
Chess boards and swords, alphabetical dots.
My clan is Braveheart, I move like Paul ...
Sloppy. Go ahead and try to stop me if you can.
Your casualties of war get left in the sand.
I'm Ironman, a stone-faced killer with a mask.
Don't want the truth? Then don't ask. You couldn't handle the task.
Rigorous, my war face is one that God gave me.
Evil 'cause I looked all bugged-out and crazy.
Dusted, and ... drippin' from my nose-hole.
... nigga never catch me wearin' rose gold.
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- Twelve Reasons to Die II
- Icon
- 36 Seasons
- Twelve Reasons to Die
- Supreme Clientele Presents... Blue & Cream: The Wally Era
- Apollo Kids
- Miscellaneous
- The Apollo Kids
- Ghostdini: The Wizard Of Poetry In Emerald City
- Ghostdeini The Great
- Bulletproof Wallets
- Supreme Clientele
- Ironman
- Hidden Darts
- The Big Doe Rehab
- More Fish
- The Pretty Toney Album
- The Big Doe Rehab (Edited Version)
- The Big Doe Rehab (Exclusive Edition [Edited])
- Apollo Kids (Edited Version)