When I was little, my was famous He was the greatest 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 just stayed inside his castle and he never came out People said his brain was infected by 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 Shogun sent his spies to our house They were supposed to kill my father, but they That was the everything changed
See, sometimes, you gotta 'em back See niggaz don't where this shit started Y'all know where it came I'm sayin' we gonna take 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 the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe On some loud howl shit, to a fiend
But it was yo ock, the shop heart Catch a swollen from not rollin' smart I put mad pressure, on phony wack rhymes get hurt played, like Zodiac signs on Sweatshirt
That's minimum and feminine sandals My minimum stacks a verse on a gamble Energy is once the cards are dealt the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts
That attack, the mic-fones like cyclones or I from midnight to high noon I don't waste ink, nigga I I drop megaton bombs faster than you blink
'Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous of smoke, of natural blends of weed Only under one is if I'm blunted Turn shit up, my clan in da front want it
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I'm on a Mission, that niggaz say is But when I my swords they all choppable I be the body dropper, the heartbeat educator, plus head amputator
'Cause niggaz styles are old like Mark 5 Lyrics are weak, like clock radio Don't even stop in my and attack While your plan failed, hit the rail, like
What the for? Down by law, I make law I be justice, I that ass two to four Round the clock, that state pen time 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, it's Medina Into the chamber and it's a different sound
It's a wide entrance, small exit like a So deep it's up on radios in tunnels Niggaz are fascinated how the begin Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your
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