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Perverted style
'99 style, know I'm sayin'?
at cha, this how we do

Paraplegic, my stance, too strategic
No shadows on my too much chi-horrific
To be specific, I'm comin' threw Jiu-Jitsu
Bone crushin' bone as I get into

Scorpion styles, with the of a cheetah
Hit your pressure points light skills, I be
The blaster, palms is elemental
Combinations damagin' in the mental

Cerebral cortex is
die ten times if you try to test me
Taoist master, rhyme style
Studied on the cliffs of mountains scrolls

Holdin' it down, shirt chi-gung
Apprentice in the with guang-jung-nim
I went through deadly styles I'm the author
Ingested metals, yeah they me supernova
Triple kicks, side kicks, and hook kicks
They come much iller, so you be Masta Killa

It's Afu, change my style, the weather
It's Afu, your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I
Combinin' two styles on the Mic with Masta

The great ones have searched for the righteous
To show and prove and master the of matter
And seein' through death, never conscious of self
Shed a keep it movin' factor

Sword swing it to the temple, state
Danger chamber, eighth yang slang,
Train soldiers in this rap game
Like that shanghai eyed chick from Bedstuy

Wang from Lafayette, stuy versant and Malcolm X
Fifty park, it might spark, it's the heart
One blood cell, Masta Kill
After he goes, bust gone, trust none, touch one

Young Chun, son, killa bees disease
Home grown, flown from over seas, city siege
Ya eyes bleed, the got 'em red dread
Like spinnin' roundhouse to the head, he dead

It's Afu, my style, change the weather
Afu, change your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I
Combinin' two on the Mic with Masta Killa

It's Afu, change my style, change the
It's Afu, your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak I sever
Combinin' two styles on the Mic Masta Killa