C-Rayz Walz, Breez Evahflowin’, Poison Pen - The Branding Iron lyrics

Yo, we got "On the Mic" and
Ain’t get off since ‘98
Put it down ‘cause there wasn’t
No time to waste
Took the crown up in multiple rhyme debates
Bakery-hot flow focused on signs and cake
Combined vocals of force at a time
When riding dick or underground was
How brothers got lost
The hand of the fam was
The plan and the mission
Stronghold the land through
The brand recognition
I thought about the image when
We first began spitting
Black Power fist mixed with
Ben Grimm's mittens
Mic-gripping with fortifications
To ward off any and all thoughts of invasion
I’m part of a nation individual campaigns
Short of amazing make my squad a sensation
My fam got a grip for fly jams
Advance on France still, we big like, "I am!"

Brick by brick, stone by stone still keep
Keeping it on hell no
We won’t leave it alone laid back
Sitting deep in a throne like the track
Got me deep in a zone now
Let me tell you ‘bout the

Strongholder rock all y’all drop
‘Cause y’all not soldiers

Yo, any cypher in the hood
You probably see ‘em
From open mics to mom and pops to a coliseum
And everything in between "Top
Of the Food Chain"
"Whodafkareyou" to "Between Dah Seams"
If it’s New York
It’s Stronghold if you ain’t us
You ain’t shit keep running your mouth
You could monkey-walk in
Dog guaranteed you’re getting
Fireman-carried out i say that
With the confidence of a card
Shark in a knuckle game (On top)
Of my hustle game
(On top) of my love for slang
I ain’t scuffed my knees to get here
Just years, scars, and tears
Hard liquor and beer
Hood emcee battles turn to boxing matches
Ambidextrous, we got this
Mastered stronghold! We got flows in surplus
We beat your face into burgers
We back our words up

Brick by brick, stone by stone still keep
Keeping it on hell no
We won’t leave it alone laid back
Sitting deep in a throne like the track
Got me deep in a zone now
Let me tell you ‘bout

Strongholder rock all y’all drop
‘Cause y’all not soldiers

Kill critics with the bricks and the
LINAPS that’s how my fist rocket rock it
Go ‘head say something
Exercise your dick pocket
My clique’s hot, control your stereos
Full circle now I’m a bowl of Cheerios
And we’ve been getting busy, ock
Before 50 dropped
Grinding hard lock Conan in a titty spot
Keep your Ditty Bop
Boy it don’t make you bad
It just makes me mad enough to
Kill butterflies humming in your abdomen
Destined to win, took the best man crown
Then
Flooded the market and shut wetlands down
Live in video, live on stage
We kick your ass
On some Shanté shit, Roxanne your staff
Sting your face
Birthmark your eyebrow with the red light
Leave you out of mind, out of sight
I know you got your SisQó skills up
Exposed your thongs
‘Cause y’all ass and can’t go song for song
"On the Mic, " we the Strongest shit out
(Hold that) don’t tempt us to kill y’all
And put more hit's out
Like, catch a cab, don’t wait for the bus
My gun’s patient you could wait for the bust
(Blao)

Brick by brick, stone by stone still keep
Keeping it on hell no
We won’t leave it alone laid back
Sitting deep in a throne like the track
Got me deep in a zone now
Let me tell you ‘bout

Strongholder rock all y’all drop
‘Cause y’all not soldiers