Lyrics:
ho-down
Uh, now peep game of a star, stepped out the car
Walked through the door, checked the bitch at the bar
Eyin' her down, while I split my cigar
Can I
as time passes by
Still the train rolls on and on
I´m sitting here on the Southbound train
Got no place I need to be
Can't get enough, will there ever be
The Iron Bullet
By
Phill Scullard
2014
Verse 1
200 tons of moulded iron running down a steel road
Across the southern plains of the American States
I want a big ole chain
I'll get it the size of Texas
I'll get me a belly to show off success
Down below is where the Wild West is
Scrap the bottom,
you get the 3rd world war
Tuesday after school
We put our pennies on the rails
And when the train rolled by
We were jumpin' round like fools
Going
Yes the shit is raw, coming at your door
Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more
Yes the hour's four, I told you before
Prepare for mic
then give me some gas
If you try to play me i'll bust dat ass
Hook (x4)
J-ro:
Put the mic down clown, you can't get down
Jump around stage like your
like she was waitin for a train or a bus
She was waitin for jim's best man, his boy gus
Gus got slick, took the girl by the hand
And dipped the step like
you got yourself into
You're blindfolded walking
South down the whiskey tracks
She's rolling north like a neon train
Bolt of lightning in the night
Performed by adam sandler and kevin
Transcribed by big brother.
[typing sounds]
Dr. stewart: hi, [i'm] dr. stewart.
Gary phelps: hi, dr. stewart.
like a limo
Knock em down it's a demo
Mask off broad day fuck around
And rob a nigga for his venmo
I don't really like the bitch that hit me up
But she
can't put me in a box
Send the L around the room like a train set
Pass it down like a mother and a daughter with the same dress
It all starts to make
1, 2, show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Roar on the court soar higher on the scoreboard
Show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's
When we came to the station all the trains were rusty
The doors were open and the windows broken in
There was grass in all the cracks and the air
folks
But she's everything to me
Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Oh Monty, Monty, Monty, I am walking down your hall
God
euros on a train
I could of come tomorrow on an aeroplane
But I have a fear of flying
You sound like you’ve been crying down the phone
I saw lost in
He gets up early about seven o'clock,
The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock.
In and out of the bathroom by seven-o-three,
By
on and on and last long
Every time I hear this song, this song
I will be played deep brown, the place teared down
Dangerous on the door, seen it all before
Coats
touch
I'll be in the city working 9 to 3
We could meet up in the Mission
If you only give permission now, baby
5pm. Don't be late. I'll see ya down
There's 2 ways you can ride the train
Need a self-high fuck a diamond rang
Can ya get down till the sun awakes
Till the sun awakes
Till the sun awakes
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
it's either now or never
So we grabbed our stuff
And started shopping at lables
Perform demos and did whatever it takes
Damn every label slammed the door
I changed the lock on my front door
So you can't see me anymore
And you can't come inside my house
And you can't lie down on my couch
I changed
move like the mob, my capo send down the orders
Got some people in Texas, their crib is right by the border
Place your order for cola, ain't talkin'
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