FeltzPreviewsCovers - Cypher 2012: Man With The Iron Fist lyrics

I jumped on this beat with one intention to k** it Ive got boys in the bin for doing that drill ish But me and my boys always on that trill sh** I know you haters can see me But i can disappear like i done a trick I'm on top of you lames I'm on top of the food chain You know me i go hard Out in the fields so ive gotta pray to God She want the third leg thats tripod She want that one eye thats cyclops She just wanna f** thats lust the streets have no love She knows i flip this bud like coin toss Can't you see I'm on mothaf**as Period, so high muddaf**ers im off it Maybe this Zoot will land me in coffin But i ain't stopping ill keep puffing lye While i puck the whole damn world dry I can see the all the damn spies with my own eyes I'm a cowboy i won't cower like these cowards My Knowledge is my power smoking flowers that is ours I'm as high as the Burj Khalifa tower When I'm on the mic i unleash this power Ive got the potential in my body and soul And ive got potential to make it thru a pencil Always bodying flows any beat ill f** that Gonna be primeval the rap retrieval Do it like its illegal dont chill with weasels who like to Squeal One love to my people were heading to the top why these haters need to re-do Surrounded by evil judo stunts on em like Knievel That you haters you've only made me better Entered this rat race and made me some cheddar And the green only made it better But thats the life of my Era Catch you slipping at the bridge Youve been a p**y Since diapers and bibs I can light up your skin and kidnap your kids Always rhyming on my Island spending nights writing with the pen Got a hot girl Skyping with a couple hot friends She said "put that co*k on my lips" Come forfil my wish shut up b**h just recycle my kids I'm the muddaf**ing best i ain't gonna lose hope These rappers are soft life the fruit pulp Gangsta's in the mirror smoking on dope The coke is so clean its like a bar of soap Rap sinister call me feltz minister These mortals want combat my squad will finish ya Watch out cos the flow is venomous Rap sinister call me feltz minister Come watch me on your TV Got these nitties coming at me like im Ebay Got them tripping puck them fake women I can send chills up your spine when the emotions switching Drop top with the Kufi missing thats tops off When it Pops off with my dawgs we go Stewie Griffin And if you can't hear me test us cos your body is what were ripping Alot of b**hes wanna play with my feelings Alot of nitties see the packs and start twitching Alot of haters wanna start Twittin' Love writing with the pen I'm good with my words yo Haters why does my cash flow concern yo Just let a brudda go in hard Everyday I'm shuffling these packs like a deck of cards Opps in the field so ive gotta carry mine Cos the field is as f**ed as a dodgy hairline Smoking on this loud and its the goody Regret i f**ed up school but i still study Tryna get to the Rap game in the fast lane with half a gas tank I'll be on the M-Way dodging these lames I can hear these haters talking my last name So on a beat i have to go in mean The I'm on the streets dishing out the rest of this sixteen But money ain't solving no problems Money ain't new to me Im gonna get a Victory and make history I'm loyalty im Royalty Try a get big like im Pac Cos when I'm on the track im too hot My flows dead on keep it fly like a heron f** all them b**hes that got me lead on "I'm So Upset" "No b**h" I'm twisting your head on Out in Traffic with clips then caskets pa** this i guess its ashes to ashes f** That shut its backwards i use my tactics She probably wanna f** cos my status Can't wait to live fabulous f** all these ratchets Get to the karats like I'm hungry for salads I'll be in the trap chopping up the cabbage Her skin colour like radish then she let me have it But mayne she just here so i can feed her habits But no dude can do what I do When i hit the spot she singing like gospel Been crazy since a baby one love to my old lady If you try take it ill be like f** you pay me