Marvel Lyrics - Ironman - Ghostface Killah

Yeah, word 

These bitches be buggin' God 

Reason why ain't got nuttin' to do with nuttin' 

Yeah, check it out y'all one two 

We back up in this joint, what? 

Check the fly shit, yeah 

Don't black out on me 

Yo, black man watch out, she salt-water trout 

Al Deuce dug her back out, inside the dugout 

Heard the pussy was good, big niggaz fell victim 

Mentally stripped 'em one God turned Christian 

She know magic, soakin' wet pussy on the mattress 

Skin like Cleopatra's, the leading actress 

She been fuckin' since we went to fourteen, look at Miss Thing 

With a ponytail kept a jar of Vasoline 

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She's a big girl now, with a body that growl 

Likewise murder trial, smile attract crowds 

Most niggaz, would light the Lord over this broad 

Big niggaz in they drawers pose one knee on the floor 

Little kids daydream of humpin' wildflower 

Hanna Barbera faint, I'm ridin' no Rivera 

Fat-ass whips big asses, colorful lips 

Wide hips, baller kits, chrome dipped wearin' 

Blue kicks, plus jeans boomin' beats 

Loud horn beeps, crowded streets, the fusion yo 

The heat is on, never too black or too strong 

In one hour Wu-Tang Clan is about to perform 

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Police barricade, sidewalk crowded like parades 

The arena now present, de event of the decade 

Long braids and fades, bald heads, spangle waves 

Extensions, nails Friday, just got paid 

Headliner or marquee is the prime time rhyme crime family 

That shines Godly light 

Upon this hip-hop art form, yo Dunn 

We can't be measured by no chart, the God brung 

Never bust premature for sure 

You want it raw, let me plant my dynamite bitch 

Deep inside your core 

The explosion stops the menstruation 

'Causes stomach inflation 

Patiently waitin' nine months for deportation 

Of the Earth from the Moon, black woman stay in tune 

Yo God, let me pour y'all the science about the womb 

It's a black hole for those who lose control 

Fertile soil before you are wise 

And spoiled many men and took many lives 

And all you brothers changed sides 

Only worth a decimal compared to those who died inside