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 hundred and lords It was a bad for the empire
The Shogun just stayed inside his castle and he never out People said his brain was by devils My would come home he would forget about the killings He scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him
Maybe that was the Then, one night, the Shogun his Ninja spies to our house They were to kill my father, but they didn't That was the everything changed
See, sometimes, you gotta 'em back See don't know where this shit started know where it came from I'm sayin' we gonna y'all back to the swords, we bounce, yo
the MC's came To live our name and to perform had, to snort cocaine to act insane With Pete Rocked it on, now gone
That the mental to spark the brain With the to be born Yo, RZA flip the track with the to guy Check 'em check 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 murder scene, a syringe On some loud howl shit, to insert a
But it was yo ock, the shop heart a swollen heart from not rollin' smart I put mad pressure, on phony wack that get hurt Shit's played, like signs on Sweatshirt
That's minimum and feminine sandals My minimum table stacks a verse on a Energy is felt the cards are dealt With the impact of roundhouse kicks from belts
That attack, the mic-fones like or typhoon I represent from midnight to high I waste 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 up, my clan in da front want it
When the MC's To our their name and to perform Some had, to snort cocaine to act With before Rocked it on, now gone
That the mental to spark the brain With the building to be Yo, RZA flip the track the what to guy 'em check chicka icka etta, uhh
I'm on a Mission, niggaz say is Impossible But when I swing my swords they all I be the dropper, the heartbeat stopper Child educator, head amputator
niggaz styles are old like Mark 5 sneakers Lyrics are weak, like radio speakers even stop in my station and attack While plan failed, hit the rail, like Amtrak
What the for? Down by law, I make law I be justice, I sentence ass two to four Round the clock, state pen time check it the pens I be stickin' but you can't stick to crime
Came through with the Wu, off on the DL I'm low-key seashells, I rock these bells Now come aboard, it's bound Into the chamber and a whole different sound
a wide entrance, small exit like a funnel So deep it's picked up on radios in Niggaz are fascinated how the shit Get vaccinated, my logo is in your skin
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 spark the With the building to be Yo, RZA flip the track the what to guy Check 'em check icka etta, uhh