Iron Galaxy

[ Chorus ]
 My shell, mechanical found ghost
 But my ghetto is, animal found toast
 My shell, mechanical found ghost
 But my ghetto is, animal found toast
 My shell, mechanical found ghost
 But my ghetto is, animal found toast
 Animal found toast... but my ghetto ... animal
 [ Vordual Megala ]
 Life's ill, some-time's life might kill
 Vordul Mega, five digits grab mic's mic strike type ill
 Is life real? Yo akhi builds
 When life feels, like earth don't spin
 Whirlwinds mic blend
 Lifes at a stand-still, dangerous cuz man kills
 And still, cats visualize life ghetto like
 Born mind, sometime these cats see life
 Street life incomplete light and be like
 I'm a live life after this
 One crime, one line from the Mega-la
 Blow spine, everyone
 Knows the city's ill, cats kill
 Still black man holds nine
 Gotta chill star
 C-A.L.L.A.H
 Be the light of Shamar
 Work hard Shamar C-Cipher-A.L.L.A.H
 Adapt bars snatch stars
 and detach large, channels
 But our bar's handle might break mic's
 Vordul Megala the cannibal ate mic's
 Strive live live fuck five I want a hundred and eight mic's
 "Son, yo son did you see that kid yo?
 Yo, yo, Chill out man, chill out.
 Yo son did you, yo son he pulled it out..."
 Five digits cock biddy nine mili
 One floor shine silly
 Spun city one verbs hit milly
 Little girls spinnin' curls three sixty
 Livin' in in a world shitty
 Yo they spun young earth, now shitty
 And while 5-0 might shoot black head
 Nigga sorry I sold space suit to crack heads
 D.T's operate mechanically, po-po in slow-mo
 Black kids, locked away
 Attic key, plus one fourth pound of smoke flow
 While, lock head fabian
 Achmed Arabian
 Layin' in
 Bodeg holdin' drama a.k
 Spoke like as-salaam-a-opaque
 Chokin' vodka mixed with o.j
 Wig splits mad quick
 Spinnin' three six oh ways
 C 4 blew the door nuber eight
 Summer fate tank top wit a knot
 Number nine said run the place
 Took my girl, stereo, c.d plus the tape
 Yo star, don't wet that
 Fucked her face lets stuff the plays
 Jet back this ain't approved californ-i-a
 Peace to C-God locked up cat born nine ways
 Come home mad soon
 Live ill, life things just like little black girl got shot
 Damn it hurts when they spun earth filled with knots
 Gonna make a difference so we get locked
 Caught in the shit and losin' what we got
 Come on black
 E-qual-E-qual
 [sample]"Do you know that you're one of the few pradator species
 that preys even on itself?"
 [ Vast Air Kramer ]
 And if there's crack in a basement
 Crack heads stand adjacent
 Anger displacement
 Food Stamp arrangements
 You were a still born baby
 Mother didn't want you, but you were still born
 Boy meets world, of course his pops is gone
 What you figga
 That chalky outline on the ground is a father figure
 So he steps to the next stencil, that's a hustler
 Infested with money and diamond cluster
 Lets talk in laymen terms
 Rotten apples and big worms
 Early birds and poachers
 New York is evil at it's core, so those who have more than them
 Prepare to be vic-tims
 Ate up by vultures, the politicians
 In a dog eat dog culture, that'll sick 'em
 Lack of mineral, we take it personal
 A pigeon can't drop shit if it never flew
 Every day is no frills, empty krills
 Broken 40 bottles and m.c's with skills
 I rest my head on 115
 But miracles only happen on 34th, so I guess life is mean
 And death is the median
 And purgatory is the mode that we settle in
 "No doubt"
 I've got that Eve's Bayou sense of touch
 So I fought, to touch every hand of a fan to read their thoughts
 Battered wives, molested children
 Roaches on the floor, rats in the ceiling
 Cats walk around New York with two fillin's
 One is in their mouth the other, does the killin'
 I'm Vast Air, Kramer, top billin'