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

Paraplegic, my fightin stance too
No on my kicks too much Chi horrific
To be specific, I'm comin threw with
crushin bone breakin as I get into
Scorpion styles, the speed of a cheetah
Hit your pressure points with skills, I be
The blaster, Iron Palms is
Combinations damagin nations in the
cortex is obsolete
You'll die ten times if you try to me
master, rhyme style disaster
Studied on the of mountains readin scrolls
it down, iron shirt chigung
Apprentice in the temple with Guang Nim
I went through deadly styles I'm the author
Ingested metals, yeah they made me
Triple kicks, side kicks, and hook kicks
They come much iller, so you must be Masta

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 Masta Killa

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

The great have searched for the righteous data
To and prove and master the separation of matter
And seein through death, loose conscious of self
a shell keep it movin factor
Sword swing it to the temple, state
Danger chamber, eighth slang, Wu-Tang
Train private in this rap game
Like that Shanghai chinky eyed chick from
Wang Chung from Lafayette, and Malcolm X
Fifty Seven Park, it spark, it's the heart
One cell, featurin Masta Kill
After dark he goes, bust gone, none, touch one
Young chun, prodigal son, Killa disease
Home grown, flown over seas, city under siege
Ya bleed, the weed got 'em red dread
Like spinnin kicks to the head, he dead

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

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