When I was little, my father was He was the greatest samurai in the And he was the decapitator He cut off the heads of a hundred and thirty-one It was a bad for the empire
The Shogun just stayed his castle and he never came out People said his brain was by devils My would come home he would forget about the killings He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was of him
Maybe that was the Then, one night, the Shogun sent his Ninja to our house They were to kill my father, but they didn't That was the night changed
See, sometimes, you gotta flash 'em See niggaz don't know where shit started Y'all where it came from I'm we gonna take y'all back to the swords, we bounce, yo
When the came To live our their and to perform had, to snort cocaine to act insane With Pete Rocked it on, now gone
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Fake get blitzed And mic bites I swing swords and cut Shit is too swift to bite you and write it down I like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe On some loud shit, to insert a fiend
But it was yo ock, the shop stolen Catch a swollen from not rollin' smart I put mad pressure, on phony rhymes that get hurt Shit's played, like signs on Sweatshirt
minimum and feminine like sandals My minimum table stacks a on a gamble is felt once the cards are dealt With the impact of kicks from black belts
That attack, the like cyclones or typhoon I represent from midnight to high I don't ink, nigga I think I drop megaton bombs more faster than you
rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed Clouds of smoke, of natural of weed Only under one circumstance is if I'm Turn that shit up, my clan in da front it
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I'm on a Mission, niggaz say is Impossible But when I swing my they all choppable I be the body dropper, the heartbeat Child educator, plus amputator
niggaz styles are old like Mark 5 sneakers Lyrics are weak, clock radio speakers Don't stop in my station and attack While your failed, hit the rail, like Amtrak
What the fuck for? by law, I make law I be justice, I sentence that ass two to Round the clock, that state pen check it With the pens I be stickin' but you can't to crime
Came with the Wu, slid off on the DL I'm low-key like seashells, I these bells Now come aboard, Medina bound Into the chamber and it's a different sound
a wide entrance, small exit like a funnel So deep it's up on radios in tunnels Niggaz are fascinated how the begin Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your
When the came To live our their name and to Some had, to snort cocaine to act With before Pete Rocked it on, now
That the plane to spark the brain the building to be born Yo, RZA flip the with the what to guy 'em check chicka icka etta, uhh