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[intro: buddha
I the whole entire clan
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 forward and bring forth the truth
*chanting of "zu"
I want you to go forth at 1,200 per a second
My troops are you (sir, yes, sir!)
Buddha (yes, sir)
I you to show and prove the powers that the ? ? ?
Are you ? ? ? (yes, sir)
*army soldier marching chant
up the pace!
*army speeds up*
Take left foot up!
stops*

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

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

[buddha
Alright, enough of nice, next recite
Take life niggaz, and burn down your windpipe
Sharp as ever, hellbound zu predator
Whatever, we can get in any weather
I'm a marksman, fat, round, blood kin
Dirty psycho trend, (suuuuuu!) come the brooklyn zu men
a thousand men rushin in on one way, how can you win?
Monk by x-men and 4 psychos 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 start
Yo, I mean this, I'm like a q-tip out yo' penis
And most of you niggaz will around me like you're fuckin venus
At ease, here's a tissue for your bleed
Watch this zu God seize, like seeds, that of johnny
You battle? first power, I see, hears you
Defy the laws of gravity, my brain injects in you!
Now!

*chanting again and continues to fade*