Yo, yo Back in black, it's your local superhero from the hood Ironman Stark's got the good Not that good good like Snoop, I bulletproofed the Coop' Polished up the suit and gathered the troops Got a brand new ray gun Me and DOOM heading down to the range to shoot in the matrix Catch bullets with my hands and teeth, I break faces Wild car chases, don of all ages I saved the world, that's fucking history pages My Wu crescent shines in the sky at night Watch how my eagle on my wrist take off into flight All my might, white glass teeth that write Ain't a bird or a plane, it's Ghost on the mic Two hammers and a diamond blade sword Thicker than the Ford F-150, niggas couldn't lift me As if, stance mad stiff Metal Face DOOM, beware, he bear gifts Cab for the shift, overwork, overtime Jerk, you been warned, go for mine In the dancehall, play the wall like handball 'Til his pants fall, brawl 'til last call Loose cannon, squeeze drip Off to rip this one for the Gipper, get gypped That nig', ya dig? Don't tip the strippers Foamposite mask, matching slippers Yo, where's Starks? Backpack of ammo Warriors said: Let your flags blow, camo These dudes is toys like Wham-O Damn though, chip paint driving on the gravel with the Lambo Blammo