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

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

buddha monk]
*chanting starts up
Don't fuck with the brooklyn zu elements!
All my soldiers, forth!
no fear!
Pick up feet!
Now there needs to be some goin on!
Are you ? ? ?
*chanting

monk]
Alright, enough of nice, this recite
Take niggaz, and burn slowly down your windpipe
Sharp as ever, hellbound brooklyn zu
Whatever, we can get in any weather
I'm a marksman, fat, round, royal kin
Dirty psycho trend, (suuuuuu!) here come the zu men
There's a thousand men rushin in on one way, how can you
Monk accompanied by x-men and 4 psychos who'll off your shin
I'm tired of y'all heathin, to make me start leakin
The first nigga open his mouth is the first to start bleedin
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, a tissue for your nose bleed
Watch this zu God seize, like seeds, of johnny appleseed
You battle? first power, I see, hears you
the laws of gravity, then my brain injects in you!
Now!

*chanting starts and continues to fade*