Lyrics:
call me peter parker
I know you see it boy I'm weed and spitting that real
To match my style kid you best be equiped with some steel
Swagga mean dressed
electric like the chair
Whoever want to test just STOP!
Before you catch the diamond in the back with the sun roof top
If you come on stage you get got
I
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city
with a odd alliance of fairytale
Or maybe just a metal pail that you hit with a steel tools
To announce that you've had enough and dropping out of seal
another guy
Marty McFly, boy you better think
I'm throwing e'rything at you like the kitchen sink
Yeah, so you can sit in your chair (and I'll be
broke hell
I'm colder than steel, when I burn up a whole cell
Spend a night in cold jail, with 'bacco money post bail
Then we pack a lip
Plugging up
wanting to see
Like Joaquin Murphy and Jimmy Day
Shake hands with Speedy and shout hooray
That's steel guitar heaven to me
I heard about steel guitar heaven
standing on a chair
Posing in my underwear
With Rick Ross and all his pears
You can't find me best beware
Ever present in the air
I will find you
(You won't
the type of guy hanging
With them fuck niggas
Flexin’ like they havin’ it
I swear, I swear, I swear (swear nigga)
It’s Migo Gang year
All my niggas here
to see you Guy."
Guy: "Hi Mrs. Tucker."
Momma: "Why don't you go for a swim with the others?"
Guy: "I didn't bring a bathing suit with me."
Momma: "Oh no!
coming over!"
[Momma:] "Nice to see you Guy."
[Guy:] "Hi Mrs. Tucker."
[Momma:] "Why don't you go for a swim with the others?"
[Guy:] "I didn't bring
And put his faith in rappin'
I'll pop a slug you can't stop
The blood with no paper napkins
Bust the steel then your blood is spilled
Shit mistakes could
mirrors. The barber chair was a Peterbilt...Barber walked in; he was huge, seven feet tall, three hundred pounds of spring steel and rawhide wearin' a hard
sharpened
Straight to the point with my weapons
Heavy Wesson with the steel and smithy
Got the calibre to lift a man quickly
I'm sick g, like I ain't taken
From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this
real, I beg your pardon
I beg your pardon, who ain't real
With the squad, we only sharpen
We like steel, we like steel
Who ain't real, I beg your pardon
I
parents
Told me that I could sit anywhere except the big chair
That was only for grandpa
Made for the family patriarch
I was barely off pampers but looking
know i gotta slop by 3
Don't worry my son
This some ammo from a 22
Left over from last years brunch
Hatin nigga's killed pop
So I revenge with the steel
doctor altruist
House hippopotamus hippocampus hypnotist
Step to the tables cut a diamond when I flick my wrist
I steer my soul with a wheel of steel
From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this
(The next stop is... SHEEPSHEAD BAY)
Out here spitting like Eminem with the bleached hair
Fold you up like some Puerto Rican beach chairs
If we got
Rock my body on the chair
On the chair
On the chair
Say lemme see your one two step
One two step
One two step
Say
Rock my body on the chair
here to lift they head up
I'm That guy o my
Hero in the making
No lie heroes don't die
Just being reincarnated
But I'm allied with the eyes
That cry
guys are gangster
Proof to be master
No love with laughters
Brain are working faster
We aiming high forget the pain
Do any work for us to pay
Investing
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