When I was little, my was famous He was the greatest samurai in the And he was the decapitator He cut off the heads of a hundred and lords It was a bad for the empire
The Shogun just stayed inside his and he never came out People his brain was infected by devils My father would come home he would forget the killings He wasn't of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him
Maybe that was the Then, one night, the sent his Ninja spies to our house They were supposed to kill my father, but they That was the everything changed
See, sometimes, you gotta flash 'em See niggaz don't where this shit started know where it came from I'm we gonna take y'all back to the swords, we bounce, yo
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Fake niggaz get And mic bites I swing and cut clowns Shit is too swift to you record and write it down I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a On loud howl shit, to insert a fiend
But it was yo ock, the shop stolen a swollen heart from not rollin' smart I put mad pressure, on phony wack rhymes that get Shit's played, like signs on Sweatshirt
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That attack, the mic-fones like cyclones or I represent from midnight to high I don't ink, nigga I think I megaton bombs more faster than you blink
rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed Clouds of smoke, of natural of weed under one circumstance is if I'm blunted Turn that shit up, my in da front want it
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I'm on a Mission, that niggaz say is But when I swing my they all choppable I be the dropper, the heartbeat stopper Child educator, plus amputator
'Cause niggaz styles are old Mark 5 sneakers Lyrics are weak, clock radio speakers 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 pen time check it With the pens I be stickin' but you stick to crime
Came through the Wu, slid off on the DL I'm low-key like seashells, I these bells Now come aboard, it's bound Into the chamber and a whole different sound
It's a wide entrance, small like a funnel So deep picked up on radios in tunnels Niggaz are fascinated how the begin Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your
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