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Perverted monks
'99 style, know what I'm
Comin' at cha, how we do

Paraplegic, my stance, too strategic
No shadows on my kicks too much
To be specific, I'm comin' threw with
Bone crushin' bone breakin' as I get

styles, with the speed of a cheetah
Hit your points with light skills, I be
The blaster, iron palms is
Combinations nations in the mental

cortex is obsolete
You'll die ten times if you try to me
Taoist master, rhyme disaster
Studied on the of mountains readin' scrolls

Holdin' it down, iron chi-gung
Apprentice in the temple with
I went through torture deadly I'm the author
Ingested metals, they made me supernova
Triple spinnin' kicks, kicks, and hook kicks
They come much iller, so you must be Killa

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

The great ones searched for the righteous data
To show and prove and master the separation of
And seein' through death, never loose of self
Shed a shell keep it movin'

Sword swing it to the temple, mental
Danger chamber, eighth yang slang,
Train private in this rap game
Like that shanghai chinky eyed chick Bedstuy

Chung from Lafayette, stuy versant and Malcolm X
Fifty seven park, it might spark, it's the
One blood cell, featurin' Kill
dark he goes, bust gone, trust none, touch one

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

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

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