Lirieke:
Iron Fate

lot of lint, not a cent Gotta vent Lot of innocent of lives Lost on the project bench Whatchu hollerin'? Gotta pay rent Bring dollars in By the bodega Iron

do evil I created an iron suit, to protect my people Escaped, bound to be Ironman the great The billionaire Tony Starks'll renew your fate Built Stark

one in the head As long as blood in my vein flows, niggaz gon' hate Wish on my death date, give my description, to the plain clothes Rely on my fate,

that will fill you with surprise Concerning of a bold bushranger, jack donahue was his name And he scorned to humble to the crown, bound down with iron

mentally chop your career See, shit is locked down here, like penitentiary blocks in tears Escape outta your ducts, every time you hear my name You better duck fate

in a heavy bed Tell me straight out if you will Why must you torture me within? Why must you come down off of your high hill? Throw my fate to the clouds

dark When time stands still at the iron hill The fate of us all lies deep in the dark When time stands still at the iron hill The iron crowned is getting

the blade All fear the sentinel Amidst the upturned burned-out cars The challengers await And in their fists clutch iron bars With which to seal his fate

aside - no place for those our struggle Leaves behind Our Lord won?t tolerate those whom through Attrition fall We must dominate ! With iron through our