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

Paraplegic, my fightin stance too
No shadows on my kicks too Chi horrific
To be specific, I'm comin with jiu-jitsu
Bone crushin bone breakin as I get
Scorpion styles, the speed of a cheetah
Hit your points with light skills, I be
The blaster, Iron Palms is
Combinations damagin in the mental
Cerebral cortex is
die ten times if you try to test me
Taoist master, rhyme disaster
on the cliffs of mountains readin scrolls
Holdin it down, iron shirt
in the temple with Guang Jung Nim
I went torture deadly styles I'm the author
Ingested metals, they made me supernova
Triple spinnin kicks, side kicks, and hook
come much iller, so you must be Masta Killa

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

Afu, change 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 with Masta

The great ones searched for the righteous data
To show and prove and master the of matter
And seein death, never loose conscious of self
Shed a shell keep it movin
Sword swing it to the temple, state
Danger chamber, eighth slang, Wu-Tang
Train private soldiers in rap game
that Shanghai chinky eyed chick from Bedstuy
Wang Chung Lafayette, Stuyversant and Malcolm X
Fifty Park, it might spark, it's the heart
One blood cell, featurin Masta
After dark he goes, bust gone, trust none, one
Young chun, son, Killa Bees disease
Home grown, flown from over seas, city under
Ya eyes bleed, the got 'em red dread
Like spinnin kicks to the head, he dead

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

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