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[intro: monk]
I want the whole entire
I want that to sound like it was stompin, for real
At ease,
There's only one that will ? to the powers of truth
I my soldiers to be dignified soldiers (sir, yes, sir!)
I want you to march forward and forth the truth
of "zu" begins*
I want you to go forth at 1,200 per a second
My are you ready? (sir, yes, sir!)
monk? (yes, sir)
I want you to show and the powers that the ? ? ?
Are you ? ? ? (yes, sir)
*army soldier marching chant
up the pace!
*army speeds up*
Take your left up!
stops*

[buddha
You be crazy to sacrifice your life against this manchu'
I bomb you with the tactics, and I don't bastards
So think fast, watch this God cut glass
Bring your frame fast and you do the thirty yard dash
That's yo' ass, my kills make me the last man that
It's that zu, damn, they want you to raise your fuckin hands
I'm equipped some shit that's dark, kill light like an eclipse
Now bow to this god, and all wish you will give to i
Then infiltrate, I moves like an earthquake
Make bitches get down and pass it to you on a slate
my oddessey sees many gods, I thought I see you flinch
Don't mind him, yo, drag him, him in his shit!
Assassin with slashin, verbal smashin
There's no need to be askin, who be burnin you bastards
I'm mastered, and I'll attack a praying mantis
So visualize words, over across seas enhance it
You're banished, the shows a hundred percent damage
niggaz parish from fuckin with the brooklyn zu elements!

[interlude: buddha
starts up again*
Don't never fuck with the zu elements!
All my soldiers, forth!
no fear!
Pick up feet!
Now needs to be some teachin goin on!
Are you ? ? ?
stops*

[buddha
Alright, enough of nice, this recite
life niggaz, and burn slowly down your windpipe
Sharp as ever, brooklyn zu predator
Whatever, we can get down in any
I'm a marksman, fat, round, royal kin
Dirty psycho trend, (suuuuuu!) come the brooklyn zu men
There's a thousand men in on one way, how can you win?
Monk accompanied by x-men and 4 who'll babble off your shin
I'm tired of y'all heathin, schemin to make me leakin
The first nigga open his mouth is the first nigga to bleedin
Yo, I this, I'm like a q-tip cleanin out yo' penis
And most of you niggaz will rotate around me like fuckin venus
At ease, here's a tissue for your bleed
Watch zu God seize, like seeds, that of johnny appleseed
You wanna first power, I see, hears you
Defy the laws of gravity, my brain injects in you!
Now!

*chanting starts again and continues to