When I was little, my was famous He was the samurai in the empire And he was the Shogun's He cut off the heads of a and thirty-one lords It was a bad for the empire
The Shogun stayed inside his castle and he never came out said his brain was infected by devils My father would home he would forget about the killings He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the was scared of him
that was the problem Then, one night, the Shogun sent his spies to our house They were supposed to kill my father, but they That was the night changed
See, sometimes, you gotta 'em back See niggaz don't know this shit started know where it came from I'm sayin' we gonna take y'all to the swords, we bounce, yo
the MC's came To our their name and to perform Some had, to snort cocaine to act With before Pete Rocked it on, now
That the mental plane to spark the With the to be born Yo, RZA flip the track with the to guy 'em check chicka icka etta, uhh
Fake get blitzed And mic bites I swords and cut clowns is too swift to bite you record and write it down I flow like the blood on a scene, like a syringe On some loud howl shit, to insert a
But it was yo ock, the shop stolen Catch a heart from not rollin' smart I put mad pressure, on phony wack that get hurt Shit's played, like Zodiac on Sweatshirt
That's minimum and feminine sandals My minimum stacks a verse on a gamble is felt once the cards are dealt With the impact of roundhouse kicks from belts
That attack, the mic-fones like cyclones or I represent from to high noon I waste ink, nigga I think I drop megaton bombs more faster you blink
'Cause rhyme thoughts at a tremendous speed of smoke, of natural blends of weed Only under one is if I'm blunted Turn that shit up, my in da front want it
When the MC's To live our name and to perform had, to snort cocaine to act insane With before Rocked it on, now gone
That the mental plane to the brain the building to be born Yo, RZA flip the track with the to guy Check 'em check chicka etta, uhh
I'm on a Mission, that say is Impossible But when I swing my swords they all I be the body dropper, the stopper Child educator, plus amputator
'Cause niggaz styles are old like Mark 5 are weak, like clock radio speakers Don't even stop in my station and While your plan failed, hit the rail, Amtrak
What the for? Down by law, I make law I be justice, I sentence that ass two to Round the clock, that pen time check it With the I be stickin' but you can't stick to crime
Came through with the Wu, off on the DL I'm low-key like seashells, I rock these Now aboard, it's Medina bound the chamber and it's a whole different sound
It's a wide entrance, exit like a funnel So deep it's picked up on in tunnels Niggaz are fascinated how the shit Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your
the MC's came To live our name and to perform Some had, to snort cocaine to act before Pete Rocked it on, now gone
That the mental plane to the brain With the building to be Yo, RZA flip the track the what to guy 'em check chicka icka etta, uhh