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