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

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

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

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

*chanting starts and continues to fade*