faith,it's the power that takes you over, When they're hard on your heels,yet fire makes steel, The hunger inside keeps driving me on. Fire makes steel
a fistful of steel, with a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) With a fistful of steel, with a fistful of steel (And I won't stop
a master find mental disaster, as I kick it faster Whoever opposes me, and what I feel might find their legs bein replaced by steel This is a brand new
saying but, if you only love my niggaz We can make this run, for my niggaz And if you die, hope you'll fly high (Don't worry baby, I'll make this money
' it real nigga or what? Keepin' it real How old are you nigga? I'm eleven 'Cause all I see is, murder murder, my mind state Preoccupied with homicide, tryin' to survive
, we some muthafuckin psychopaths [Chorus:] Making Niggas Wanna Get Hype Yea I'm PSYCHO [x8] [Papoose:] I'm an iceberg trapped in a fire i won't melt
nasty For niggas that force the issue, my man'll toss the pistol And of course I hit you, let that loss be with you The more L's the higher, streets are fire Make
gats And bound to make the bitch cum in six minutes flat What up kid? Stay winnin' seen you look good You look live in ya linen and you survived ninth
Revolutionary, scary Thought provoking, spoken Words of a chain I don't feel but I see Visions from me at twenty three making Us free in my community
scale persistence Orders from the high command Make the stand to the last man it's all for the fatherland Bogged in mire under constant fire Atrocity
the rules? Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors? Tell us make a flask of tea and survive the holocaust? * The rock and roll swindler
I walk bare foot on hot coals below fire The type to floss the teeth with barb wire The type to cross the street in the cross fire Survivor, not stuck
in the Belly), Nature We will survive (survivin in the Belly) And teach (we will survive), and reach (IllWill to survive) From heart to heart, my body
peeled and wigs bound to get split I'm off Valence, ain't no doubt this B.G. ain't real I'm bout to [unverified] hiccup some bullets out my fuckin' steel Peel, make
you real you make it, fake yo ass get shookin Fo' you can look, you hit bitch, yo life get tookin If you think, stay put, or feel the fire from the K
and hussein, back to back now that's flammable Smokin' ya brain, attack the track like we some animals Mechanical, live wire jaw, rap cannibals Fire force survive
wiggidy-water You intrigued by the way, we do our thing Do what? Pick up the mic, hot, and make you swing Say what? Pick up the mic, hot, and make it
that you feel Let your heart beat for the revolution Led by the templars of steel Let's spread the word of the sole survivors With metal pounding inside their souls The fire
