KA, Roc Marciano - Iron Age lyrics
[KA, Roc Marciano - Iron Age lyrics]
What if you had to carry my load
Huh? The need to provide food
Like a good father to fill the
Mouths of his hungry men guns
Ammunition - you know how
Much money that costs?
Born in a sinning place
Mourned and been at wakes
Scorned the grinning jakes, it's on
I send the apes
Generate cake scraped off dinner plates
Niggas wanna be tough, it's us they imitate
Born in a sinning place
Mourned and been at wakes
Scorned the grinning jakes, it's on
I send the apes
Generate cake scraped off dinner plates
Niggas wanna be tough, it's us they imitate
Me and my chrome hip, long clip, put in work
Won't quit
My word is bond, yours don't stick
Long as it's dough to grab, I'mma hold a mag
Load the bag
'til I'm a helmet and a folded flag
Known peasant, roam desert, no canteens
To see if a hand green
Did dirt soap can't clean
In time you'll see a thin
Line between friend and rival
Between you and me, stupidity amends bravado
Almost died tryna make paper
Now I pen survival
Mac-10's reliable in fight mode
On that night road
Zoned out on the blocks, cops iso'd
Raw covering
Enduring suffering more like Job
Here's a flashback: stash packs
By the light pole
Recipe's desperately press keys like
I write code
No typo, I'm quick-witted, you type slow
Promoters call me Moses by how
I spark and leave
Notice, come through the crowd
My staff parts the sea
Make fly jams for live fans
That's hard to please
You was badly trained while I parry, feint
Bob and weave in rough waters, niggas bolt
I stay and never waver y'all all sweet
I'm more unique with a better flavor
If my phonetics don't take
Then I'mma net a caper carry the heat
Reppin' Hull Street then Decatur
Stayed in hell all my life
I need heaven's visa know what's right
But can't change overnight like Ebenezer
Born in a sinning place
Mourned and been at wakes
Scorned the grinning jakes, it's on
I send the apes
Generate cake scraped off dinner plates
Niggas wanna be tough, it's us they imitate
Born in a sinning place
Mourned and been at wakes
Scorned the grinning jakes, it's on
I send the apes (it's on)
Generate cake scraped off dinner plates
Niggas wanna be tough, it's us they imitate
I'm flattered, guys are fried and battered
Housewives are battered, knives are jagged
When it's static
Bring an automatic to combat it
I hit the Henny like it's padded, you panic
Three from the cannon trample you
Like a woolly mammoth the minivan vanished
I burn 'til my eyes slanted
Me and Ka set a higher standard
The money got sent through a wire transfer
Ferrari body like exotic dancers'
Eat you from the inside like cancer
(eat your heart out)
I'm a panther, you real prissy and pampered
Lyrically, to me, you're a pamper
My stanzas
Gotta hand 'em out to fiends like samplers
But honestly, I should've went to Stanford
But what I learned from scrambling
Ain't in the pamphlet
Gotta keep a tool like repairman (yep)
Can't afford to be or move careless
Niggas'll put that Mac-10 to your spare ribs
You heard a prophet spoke
I'm from the projects, to get by I sold dope
Had high hopes for folks that
Got high on coke
But used to be responsible adults
Fell from grace
In love with the way freebase taste
From the hoods of LI to BK marc
Huh? The need to provide food
Like a good father to fill the
Mouths of his hungry men guns
Ammunition - you know how
Much money that costs?
Born in a sinning place
Mourned and been at wakes
Scorned the grinning jakes, it's on
I send the apes
Generate cake scraped off dinner plates
Niggas wanna be tough, it's us they imitate
Born in a sinning place
Mourned and been at wakes
Scorned the grinning jakes, it's on
I send the apes
Generate cake scraped off dinner plates
Niggas wanna be tough, it's us they imitate
Me and my chrome hip, long clip, put in work
Won't quit
My word is bond, yours don't stick
Long as it's dough to grab, I'mma hold a mag
Load the bag
'til I'm a helmet and a folded flag
Known peasant, roam desert, no canteens
To see if a hand green
Did dirt soap can't clean
In time you'll see a thin
Line between friend and rival
Between you and me, stupidity amends bravado
Almost died tryna make paper
Now I pen survival
Mac-10's reliable in fight mode
On that night road
Zoned out on the blocks, cops iso'd
Raw covering
Enduring suffering more like Job
Here's a flashback: stash packs
By the light pole
Recipe's desperately press keys like
I write code
No typo, I'm quick-witted, you type slow
Promoters call me Moses by how
I spark and leave
Notice, come through the crowd
My staff parts the sea
Make fly jams for live fans
That's hard to please
You was badly trained while I parry, feint
Bob and weave in rough waters, niggas bolt
I stay and never waver y'all all sweet
I'm more unique with a better flavor
If my phonetics don't take
Then I'mma net a caper carry the heat
Reppin' Hull Street then Decatur
Stayed in hell all my life
I need heaven's visa know what's right
But can't change overnight like Ebenezer
Born in a sinning place
Mourned and been at wakes
Scorned the grinning jakes, it's on
I send the apes
Generate cake scraped off dinner plates
Niggas wanna be tough, it's us they imitate
Born in a sinning place
Mourned and been at wakes
Scorned the grinning jakes, it's on
I send the apes (it's on)
Generate cake scraped off dinner plates
Niggas wanna be tough, it's us they imitate
I'm flattered, guys are fried and battered
Housewives are battered, knives are jagged
When it's static
Bring an automatic to combat it
I hit the Henny like it's padded, you panic
Three from the cannon trample you
Like a woolly mammoth the minivan vanished
I burn 'til my eyes slanted
Me and Ka set a higher standard
The money got sent through a wire transfer
Ferrari body like exotic dancers'
Eat you from the inside like cancer
(eat your heart out)
I'm a panther, you real prissy and pampered
Lyrically, to me, you're a pamper
My stanzas
Gotta hand 'em out to fiends like samplers
But honestly, I should've went to Stanford
But what I learned from scrambling
Ain't in the pamphlet
Gotta keep a tool like repairman (yep)
Can't afford to be or move careless
Niggas'll put that Mac-10 to your spare ribs
You heard a prophet spoke
I'm from the projects, to get by I sold dope
Had high hopes for folks that
Got high on coke
But used to be responsible adults
Fell from grace
In love with the way freebase taste
From the hoods of LI to BK marc