When I was little, my father was 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 for the empire
The Shogun stayed inside his castle and he never came out People said his brain was infected by My father would come home he would about the killings He scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him
that was the problem Then, one night, the sent his Ninja spies to our house They were supposed to kill my father, but didn't That was the everything changed
See, sometimes, you flash 'em back See niggaz don't know where this shit know where it came from I'm sayin' we take y'all back to the swords, we bounce, yo
When the came To live our name and to perform had, to snort cocaine to act insane With before Pete it on, now gone
That the plane to spark the brain the building to be born Yo, RZA flip the with the what to guy Check 'em chicka icka etta, uhh
Fake niggaz get And mic bites I swing swords and cut Shit is too swift to you record and write it down I flow like the blood on a scene, like a syringe On some howl shit, to insert a fiend
But it was yo ock, the shop heart a swollen heart from not rollin' smart I put mad pressure, on phony rhymes that get hurt Shit's played, like signs on Sweatshirt
That's and feminine like sandals My minimum table stacks a verse on a is felt once the cards are dealt With the impact of roundhouse kicks black belts
attack, the mic-fones like cyclones or typhoon I represent from midnight to noon I don't waste ink, I think I drop megaton bombs more than you blink
'Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous Clouds of smoke, of natural blends of under one circumstance is if I'm blunted Turn shit up, my clan in da front want it
When the came To live our name and to perform had, to snort cocaine to act insane With before Pete Rocked it on, now
That the mental plane to the brain the building to be born Yo, RZA flip the with the what to guy 'em check chicka icka etta, uhh
I'm on a Mission, niggaz say is Impossible But when I my swords they all choppable I be the dropper, the heartbeat stopper Child educator, head amputator
'Cause niggaz styles are old like 5 sneakers are weak, like clock radio speakers Don't even stop in my and attack While your plan failed, hit the rail, like
the fuck for? Down by law, I make law I be justice, I sentence that ass two to the clock, that state pen time check it With the pens I be stickin' but you can't to crime
Came through with the Wu, off on the DL I'm low-key seashells, I rock these bells Now aboard, it's Medina bound Into the chamber and a whole different sound
It's a wide entrance, small exit like a So deep picked up on radios in tunnels Niggaz are fascinated how the begin Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in skin
the MC's came To live our their and to perform 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 with the what to guy Check 'em check chicka etta, uhh