The Man With The Iron Fists - Tick Tock lyrics

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King Push

Rizor

Razor

Execution

The devil is a lie you ain’t Brooke Bran

till you taste the devil’s pie

they say is last sounds like an angel when he cry

with better camouflage when the hallo you disguise

them wings don’t fly, your traitor is your neighbor

at your front port in his hand do your paper

best roll on but the swards and the kneef

and you wanna see your blood is the cause in the street

is the mark of the beast

the me shell inherit the earth

the we shell inherit the dirt

you each should have parent the birth

still born on boarded every street tax gotta come with the naughty

even your life or your love was

street razor or snub gun from the village what a thug’s from

same corner that you copin know your drugs from

here hero but he un-song I’m the one

I’m the one, yeah

hey y’all homie

the chain is as 36 new when improve

now make a move these guns whistle see your love

you got big mouth you know power

in front of the bank with no dollars got the nerve to switch cruise

we better than the rest of my guest is the..

and all the money we got the move like the mexicans

the caughts out come out..a large scale and scars deal

I f*** with guff now, we’re lost ill,

yeah this fresh straight out of Bermuda

we chillin on the beach and broke a cheaper with tuner

salads and palaces oh, we smoke up and..

passing all balances a bread to the..since

1984 was just more then we would come for a rightful rockin night..than war

a real invention I came from my.. who blew up

now throw the grew up, that’s my redemption

Drug dealer been that half my life

drug dealer been that half of my life

you soak it but you ain’t never seen them

imagine being first name bases with the king ping

Gone I was losing this neighbor

you wouldn’t believe some of these days these people do for this paper

moving with lazes on the..make the move you make the paper lose

lose situation swear the blood you get to choose what you bathin

the chemist cook work the runners foot work

customs took work,

the soldiers put work on any of these mother f** to fu** a good work

bosses tell em good work, that’s just had a hood work

north face bubble with, 8 bumbles under rate

go front upper smile while I was hugging it

I lied I wasn’t lose it for his neighbor

he knew I’m f*** with,

my mom’s through that snow and I know that I would hustle it

champ hoodie mom goose with the pegs

clap your stupper your mom ducks in the leg

has beef yell in street, I beat right and down and try to beat

f*** everything not heavy swing,

second hand swept the cross that pretty brat ling

and that need to sun hunder sheavy thing had a ling whatever bring

fedy in steadily I fed my whole team

Drug dealer been that half my life

drug dealer been that half of my life

you soak it but you ain’t never seen them

imagine being first name bases with the king ping

In this auto-war my pink stroke is Picasso

let’s get the picture I ain’t gotta pink the nastrus

you know my origin is over win, fed black sing it over organs

die for a dollar proud you don’t swallow

you say that’s for a warm you’re buying red bottoms

yeah, that’s the price you gotta pay for

all fan loving war she mascarade for

Jackaline and push, tricka triff I earned it off the books

now listen to me then when you seat and watch

like tiars me and spend shot from everywhere but they never make up then

night ain’t shining normal, now sting me from the villain

’cause my vision says your karma

fear is nowhere and you’re ..

is music to my soul ’cause it’s death before the sana

gone<br />

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