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