[background is Black Sabbath's "Iron Man," performed by the group Metal Church]

[chanting]



[Verse 1]

You could strike a match in my hand

Too black to tan, heavy-metal rhythm from a one man band

Bust my knuckles in a junkyard scuffle

Whippin' adversaries with a brass belt buckle

Born in the ghetto, hard like metal

Got a '87 'vette with a fat gas petal

Live a hard life, shave with a knife

Love to get freaky on the gloomiest nights



[Chorus]

I got childhood scars in the streets of my life

Girls laughed, now they beggin' to be Mix-A-Lot's wife

The new breed is here, vigilante's of rap

Got eyes like fire, with my boys at my back

Now I'm back for revenge, all the rumors must end

Freaky breathin' is out, bold music is in

I lot of dummies gettin' money, just by clappin' their hands

Not the style or desire of a true Iron Man



(You know what I wanna hear)



[Verse 2]

A southside broola don't drink coolers

Big money maker, not a dumb drug user

It's real not drama, hate pet llamas

Met Clint Eastwood, slapped his momma

Billboard thriller, Avenue chiller

Hard rock lover, and soft rock killer

Girls in the house, watch your blouse

I'm the man your momma was warnin' you about

The bad boy of rap, givin' no slack

Talk behind my back, and you might get slapped

You might get paid, but your metal ain't real

Your rock's like mush, this rock's like steel



[Chorus]



(uh, everybody now, [chanting])



[Verse 3]

A big ego crushin', MC's fussin'

More lines in my face than a sunburn rushin'

Hardly ever speakin', girl's be tweakin'

Buggin' off the drums, cause the snare be peakin'

World's most hated, too bad to be rated

Makin' you mad and I'm elated

Beats sickapater, your bad I'm greater

Tougher than Schwarzenegger in "Terminator"

Guitar cord ripper, Perrier sipper

Transform scratchin' and not a needle skipper

Flesh like steel, MC's kneel

Mickey D's Shrimp Salad not part a my meal

Heavy drum hitter, can't stand kidders

Hate boss metal and I'm not a bullshitter

Girlies wanna kiss, suckers throw a fist

A lot of rappers try to rap, but it ain't like this



[Sir Mix-A-Lot talking]

Ha haha ha, the true Iron Man of rap droppin' this big metal hammer

[voice yelling over Sir Mix-A-Lot]

Now that's true metal, posse up, yeah