Masta Killa, U-God, RZA, Method Man - Iron God Chamber lyrics

Yo yo
Yo yo, yo

Time to knock 'em out
Cut 'em with the glass hand
Time to shut 'em down
I'm coming out the badland
Oscar the Grouch, kid
Jumping out the trashcan
The last man that violated
Got chopped with the sword
Send him a one way express
Ticket to see the Lord
You think we falling off, the beef's internal
All that bullshit we going through
It don't concern you
I'll thermonuclear burn you
You'se a human sacrifice
Cuz I be smashing mics with
The Passion of Christ stay fully loaded
Equipped with action devices


Kid, stashing these stripes, join the force
Honey, take ya flick, lift and
Point to the boss, soon
As you blink, your coins is tossed
It only takes four bars to
Get my point accross
And I'm cold as winter frost
On top of the mountains
Elijah, was the prophet, along came Malcolm
And I'm scalping niggas, taking devil's heads
Money generated, niggas taking heavy bread

I was born in a barrel of razor blades
Right next door to haze, I used to be afraid
Of the devil, as a boy
But now as a grown man
I realized, he is just a toy
A grafted image, of the magnificent splendid
Dominant, prominent, Islamic
I was here before the dinosaurs
Shine and defining law
Measure every inch of the Earth
Combining more elements and chemicals
Phosphates and minerals
Kept devils on the run
Like Monk-Monk the General
Appear in a king attire
Slept in a ring of fire
I, got a bigger beat than Billy Squier
Dirty Dick Dastard' dart
Straight out the dungeon
Transform on niggas like the
Werewolf from London
Paul Bunyan ax tracks, get peeled, caps back
Hard to get out, nigga, head like naps
Parental advisory, no MC is wisin' me
Me and the mic, like, ebony and ivory
We go together, like, cheese and cheddar
Like
Jeans and sweater, like, Mo' and better, like
Who could take a sun ray
Twist it to a rainbow
Darts sit upon your head like the Kangol
V is for Victory, I mastered your trickery
Tryna clock like dickory
Get smoked like hickory
So please stop the bickery
You can't get rid of me
Wu Killa Bee, from now to infinity

Look at this bitch ass, snitch ass
About to get a kicked ass
Get mad, get smashed
And get another zip bag of 'dro
For these ho niggas, slow niggas, told niggas
Fucking with the coal miner's daughter
She a gold digger
Killa, I'm back iller, been realer
Chinchilla
Coat, ex-crack dealer, cap peeler, dope
Uncut coke, cut throat
Niggas had enough dough
What up, though? My nigga
I don't trust no bitches
That's real shit, feel this
Vanilla Dutch is still lit
Forensics is still tryna figure
How I killed it
Wu Tang, my crew bang, let our nuts hang
Like that piece on a new chain, mami
Pop the poontang
Your party, find me where the stars be
Or probably
Walk into the corner store on Targhee
Smokin' Bob Marley's, I'm hardly
A nigga to be fucked with
And you tryna 'catch up, but
You barely cut the mustard, aight then

Just another spine chiller, U-G, RZA
M-A-S T, A-K-Illa, M-E T-H, O-D gorilla
Straight from the Killa
Brownsvillah, do or die Bed-Stuy
Murderer, East terrorist
We clap gun thunderist
Land of the Iron Gods, swords can't live
Medina stay warrior
How can I escape the block
From being boxed off
Lost in the shuffle of life
Living right cost, legendary crime boss
Fresh kicks drip in the street
Beautiful unique
Freestyle, be so wild, fresh out the Penal
Track it on the Pro Tools file
Smooth as blue nile
Wave spin, water blend, dart flow, sun glow
Kool Moe Dee roll, gang up on a power show
Snoop never love a ho
Bang it on in your vehicle slow
You don't know how the God
Be flipping the style
And keep it so, Witty Unpredictable
Truth All Natural, the Gods is actual
It's a fact, I was destined
To grab the mic and bless them