the loud and heavy sound Heavy metal is in my heart and soul Heavy metal is in my blood Forever the music will live on Forever it carry's on Heavy Metal Heart
mirror Shape your eyes and watch them burn There's always fire 'round the night Always fire where you're going to Heart attack, heart attack Heart attack, heart
or for better Gotta make it past the devil so guns I got several And everybody plays, the fool says Aaron Nevelle But I just play to win holler back like heavy metal
God Your mind keeps lurkin' to earth watchin' your own murder reoccur For ever struggle, every strip and every ghetto For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal
, the blunt gets bigger in growth Jungle unrolls it, put his weed back in the jar The blunt turns back into a cigar We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal
that he'd had enough of the pond and the meadow and the whole stinking scene, so he ran off to Los Angeles and joined a Heavy Metal band. And what about
? Take a walk jerk, this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill This is rap for real, somethin' you feel You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo It's heavy metal
my ghetto slang, got a big chain They say that was bad but I'ma show you what this heavy metal bring That's how I settle things like what y'all want,
Ohh, uhh, uhh, uhh Diamond and heavy metal rocker, eight-tray hopper Silk headliner, ain't No Limit to how I shock ya All chrome dated, they superb when
another victim of your conformity, and back down Because you don't know us at all, we laugh when old people fall But what would you expect with a conscience so small Heavy metal
's been fifteen years an' I ain't played out They playin' Too $hort steppin' on a Chevy pedal Back in the days K M E L played heavy metal That's why
m in ya ash tray like a toenail clip Flick, flick the cherry, don't ash on my sofa I'm on some new mobile home shit come on ova Keep heavy metal like
m ghetto, ghetto like a muthaf-cker Pack heat, heavy metal like a muthaf-cker You can say I'm ghetto, ghetto like a muthaf-cker Pack heat, heavy metal
his honey bun. 'cause phony faggots I froze, it's a fact, I flip fast on foes with fabulous fantastic flows. L is the rebel type, I'm rough as a metal
, bless the mic with the Gods, come on Precious metals round our necks and arms We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the Gods Whatever's in your heart
ya, would ya would ya would ya please leave me alone so I can get my Chuck D on "Yes.. the rhythm, the rebel" +Public Enemy+ number one with heavy metal