Lyrics:
nigga last time
Been a year feel like I been gone along time
These streets is crazy that's why I clutch my iron
Cross me once cross me again it’s gone be
streets is crazy that's why I clutch my iron
Cross me once cross me again it's gonna be your last time
I was just a youngin on the block watching my older
I have the honour of the iron cross
(The honour of the iron cross)
Im connected with my
My mind and spirit
Warrior
(Warrior)
Dont fear
No death
I am
偽りの愛をクロスに誓え
それでもお前は我のもの
偽りの愛をクロスに誓え
決して逃げ出せない
偽りの愛をクロスに誓え
心も体も我のもの
偽りの愛をクロスに誓え
偽りの愛を誓え
すべてを捧げよ 鉄のクロスに祈りを
今すぐ誓え クロスにすべてを捧げよ
Iron cross
I keep that mufucking Iron
Don't cross the line, I'll take ya mind
Blow ya brains and break ya spine
I say nine numba nine
I keep that mufucking Iron
Achtung
Artillerie!
Explosive fury
Appendages spot the mud.
Fixed bayonet
Anoint with blood
Iron cross
Iron sons degloved.
Faceless men
Hollowed eyes
As the iron cross melts deep
Unto the flesh of the boy
Arcane stench of burning skin
Arouses the phallic demands
Barefoot beggar, son of Mary
Out from the skies, out from the skies
Calling
A red tri plane from whose guns many have
Fallen
An Iron cross glinting from sun that's shining
I'm a hustler
All these n****s talking rap s***
But they getting Wayned for they publishing
10 Money Phones
Slangin' iron cross yo dome
Bitch I'm
cross
Fuck the nazis, fuck you
Watch out as my fists come towards you
Fuck the nazis fuck off
Raise a middle finger to the iron cross
Fuck the nazis, fuck
For the iron cross we fight and we die
Forward we surge through breach
Cannons roar, chaplains preach
Another shall fall, another take his place
We
Is this when a pilot dies
Soaring through the greyed out clouds
Iron cross will take you out
Bullets and shells of endless spout
Cause it's what war is
any comfort there, señor?
There's a wicked wind still blowin' on that upper deck
There's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck
There's
Mister Charlie Lindbergh, he flew to old Berlin
Got 'im a big Iron Cross, and he flew right back again
To Washington, Washington
Misses Charlie
there be any comfort there, senor?
There's a wicked wind still blowin' on that upper deck,
There's an iron cross still hanging down from around her
I believe in good times, now
And I believe in shows
And I believe in the iron cross
And as everybody knows
I believe in good time music
Yeah,
there be any comfort there, senor?
There's a wicked wind still blowin' on that upper deck,
There's an iron cross still hanging down from around her
She`ll fix you with an iron cross
And cover you up with petals
And hang you up with some amber beads
And four or five precious metals
And in that
be any comfort there, Senor?
There's a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck
And there's an iron cross still hanging from around her neck
and iron, it's the same old story
I held the iron cross, first class with the swords
I marched with Hitler down the bloody road to war
I was at Jutland
Frankie Lane, he was singing Jezebel
I pinned an Iron Cross to my lapel
I walked up to the tallest and the blondest girl
I said, Look, you don't
there be any comfort there, senor?
There's a wicked wind still blowin' on that upper deck
There's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck
I crucified your nation
I left the dead rot
I parade down the street
Carrying an iron cross
The oceans have been ripped away
It does no good
Frankie Laine, he was singing Jezebel
I pinned an Iron Cross to my lapel
I walked up to the tallest
And the blondest girl i said, "Look
You don't
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