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Smoke Blow Iron In My Soul

Iron (Iron) in my Soul Iron Through and Through Iron (Iron) in my Soul Iron Through and Through Lay my Body down to etarnal sleep Memories reacalling in my

is black roses, drug dealer poses shoveling that devil?s angel up they noses never let jail turn my shine into Moses couldn?t cleanse my soul with them

stand my heat, it's unbearable My wisdom fucks up your respiratorial Systems are fractured by the killa tactics Style is ragged and thoughts are mad jagged Enter the entity, my

the God is upmost My brain never touched the soap Refused to be another fuckin slave that stuffed the boats On puffs of smoke,Im fuckin phenomenal What

waiting. Leaning up against the bar, well she was perpertraitin'. Slick as snot her spandex, and blacker than some coal, she set her gaze upon my bootie, with disco in her soul

' exact on my axis From my head down to my Air Max's, Phil waxes and relaxs Phil also fills up mental food up in your gully basket My name is Jason when

murder 'bout, I'm out My raps play the part like a get smart secret agent In a maze and, styles blazin', Johnny Blaze And Tony Starks in a daze and Rhymin', my

soul a little gentler Out of towners don?t be knowin about the best-kepts Ain?t nothing better than the summer in the northwest Microphone check 1-206 Through the smoke

is black roses, drug dealer poses shoveling that devil?s angel up they noses never let jail turn my shine into Moses couldn?t cleanse my soul with them