Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Iron Man, artist - Sir Mix-A-Lot. Album song Swass, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.1987
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: American
Song language: English
Iron Man |
| You could strike a match in my hand |
| Too black to tan, heavy-metal rhythm from a one man band |
| Bust my knuckles in a junkyard scuffle |
| Whippin’adversaries with a brass belt buckle |
| Born in the ghetto, hard like metal |
| Got a '87 'vette with a fat gas petal |
| Live a hard life, shave with a knife |
| Love to get freaky on the gloomiest nights |
| I got childhood scars in the streets of my life |
| Girls laughed, now they beggin’to be Mix-A-Lot's wife |
| The new breed is here, vigilante’s of rap |
| Got eyes like fire, with my boys at my back |
| Now I’m back for revenge, all the rumors must end |
| Freaky breathin’is out, bold music is in |
| I lot of dummies gettin’money, just by clappin’their hands |
| Not the style or desire of a true Iron Man |
| (You know what I wanna hear) |
| A southside broola don’t drink coolers |
| Big money maker, not a dumb drug user |
| It’s real not drama, hate pet llamas |
| Met Clint Eastwood, slapped his momma |
| Billboard thriller, Avenue chiller |
| Hard rock lover, and soft rock killer |
| Girls in the house, watch your blouse |
| I’m the man your momma was warnin’you about |
| The bad boy of rap, givin’no slack |
| Talk behind my back, and you might get slapped |
| You might get paid, but your metal ain’t real |
| Your rock’s like mush, this rock’s like steel |
| (uh, everybody now, *chanting*) |
| A big ego crushin', MC’s fussin' |
| More lines in my face than a sunburn rushin' |
| Hardly ever speakin', girl’s be tweakin' |
| Buggin’off the drums, cause the snare be peakin' |
| World’s most hated, too bad to be rated |
| Makin’you mad and I’m elated |
| Beats sickapater, your bad I’m greater |
| Tougher than Schwarzenegger in Terminator |
| Guitar cord ripper, Perrier sipper |
| Transform scratchin’and not a needle skipper |
| Flesh like steel, MC’s kneel |
| Mickey D’s Shrimp Salad not part a my meal |
| Heavy drum hitter, can’t stand kidders |
| Hate boss metal and I’m not a bullshitter |
| Girlies wanna kiss, suckers throw a fist |
| A lot of rappers try to rap, but it ain’t like this |
| Ha haha ha, the true Iron Man of rap droppin’this big metal hammer |
| (*voice yelling over Sir Mix-A-Lot*) |
| Now that’s true metal, posse up, yeah |