of Ironfire Stand as king, let the legions unite Armed and ready to fight Stand as king, feel the power in light Heavy metal tonight - stand as king
thought We stepped the coroner theft law from the bronx new york Holding a pitchfork for cream Eyes on high beam, 13 Cooking up coke, selling as dope fiends Now realise my anger as
da line like a conga, plastic like plumbin' Spicy like gumbo, y'all muthafukkaz ain't ready Hey, to dem boyz, get at dem bitches and cut dey ass As sharp as
be You don't know what that can do to me One more day, maybe never Might as well be forever Outside the light,fading as I write And another night reminds me As
By religious zealots that control from the right With an iron fist and no consideration For legalization or the creators creation See I was always taught where there's smoke there's fire
eyes may see the coming king in all his majesty In company all dressed in white But meanwhile here at the world's dark end The dragon draws the iron
Who stands, who falls, this is the one the DJ calls lick the ass crack On the wack I keep tabs like Timothy Leary and or Ascap The iron lung is non
skill is ill, listen to the guns holler Swallow the shell, East New York terrorist Break fool to this, madness, crazy low-hand, grabs the mic stand Smooth as
from the sea of nations, Aligned for the sign of the times. The teeth of iron will devour the Earth That its fierce countenance crucifies. Beneath the fire
never learn It's my testament to those burnt Play my position in the game of life, standing firm on foreign land, jump the gun out the frying pan, into the fire
turmoil which engulfed them was not so much heard by those within earshot as perceived, sensed as a vague disturbance in the fabric of reality, as fuliginous
which had been recently united into a strong realm by the powerful warrior-king Caylen-Tor, a man known to his allie s and enemies alike as the Wolf
for this fated journey... for the blood of the ancient kings of Ultima Thule runs strong in my veins, and only once in every aeon may one such as I stand
the guns holler Swallow the shell, East New York terrorist Break fool to this, madness, crazy low-hand grabs the mic stand, smooth as water Spat Seven
land, jump the gun out the fryin pan, into the fire Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack and +A Streetcar Named Desire+, who got my back? In the line of fire
on your bones He?s more than a homeboy, He?s king on a thrown Now either love Him, or leave Him alone But you can?t do both, it?s either or The velvet or the iron
never heard much about it. The exact cause of the fire and crash has never been determined.) "Now, with the help and support of the woman I love." - KING
rest, as you digest a whole gallon of amonia born stoner mom's smoked lie at my birth fell from heaven and was raised as a child of the earth reverse