Ray Gun

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 signs 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 a ghost on the mic
 Two hammers and a diamond blade sword
 Thicker than the Ford F1-50
 Niggas couldn't lift me
 As if, stance mad stiff
 Metal Face DOOM, beware, he bear gifts
 Gab for the shift, overwork, overtime
 Jerk you been warned, go for mine
 In the dance hall play the wall like handball
 Till his pants fall, brawl till last call
 Loose cannon, squeeze a 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
 Blamo