Samurai Showdown歌词
作词 :
(Intro: The RZA)
Get your gun....
Yo, it's a samurai showdown, samurai showdown (Aight,A.T.M)
How dare you challenge me?
You will die from the tip of my sword today huh, the trenches, we must remain calm
Right,prepare to die (Chorus: The RZA)
Yo,it's born born, young lord, raise your swords
Yo,it's born born, young lord, raise your swords [Verse 1: The RZA]
Yo,yo Hailin from the slums of
Shaolin, golden claw,talon twirl and one swirl of the fatal sword splits your
Island WU killa bees stingers back on the swarm again zzzzzz,the alarm again, six direction weapon deflection
Blows connect like opposite sides of magnets
Steel fragments bein chipped off a slinging sword slash with the force of big crash in your dash board with no airbag
He drove a ninety nine
Jaguar quick to pick a lock, lick a shot
Respect the bloods and crips a lot
Plus the god from ride saggin in his seat, blastin
WU beats tryin to plot his next hit
He took a drag of the eight elements that composed,atmospheric gas
Bout to let off his sword, and full blast kept his mind focused, meditation position half lotus
ABBOT's sword novas couldn't match his magnum opus deluxe stroke, son move like a ghost struck in an instance, unnoticed like a lamp post
Radar sharp precision gunfire,explode till his clips unload, it's a samurai code (Chorus)
It's born born ,young lord,raise your swords time for everyone to go record
It's born born, young lord,raise your swords time for everyone to go record [Verse 2: The RZA]
Crept in silent, the steel wind
Chrome silencers screwed on tight kept the gunshots consealed in
We attack,full fledge with
Chicago Bull red bandanas tied tight around our heads
Swing with the force of a sledge
Single-edge stainless steel blade chopped the wedge slit this analog derelicts head
Who even thought that he could go against the truth and the gods and fall back? from the will of
Allah, you'll be facin the firing squad of a thousand archers out to mark ya
The bill top scully king blocks bullets like jelly beans
Birds in my nest restin up,on the telly scene murderous rap track to me, is legal felony can't accept what you analog cats be tellin me
I get the verbal weapon, won't hesitate for one second to break your back like big jack from tekken (Chorus)
It's born born,young lord raise your swords
It's born born,young lord raise your swords (x2) (Instrumental to end ....
(Intro: The RZA)
Get your gun....
Yo, it's a samurai showdown, samurai showdown (Aight,A.T.M)
How dare you challenge me?
You will die from the tip of my sword today huh, the trenches, we must remain calm
Right,prepare to die (Chorus: The RZA
Yo,it's born born, young lord, raise your swords
Yo,it's born born, young lord, raise your swords [Verse 1: The RZA]
Yo,yo Hailin from the slums of
Shaolin, golden claw,talon twirl and one swirl of the fatal sword splits your
Island WU killa bees stingers back on the swarm again zzzzzz,the alarm again, six direction weapon deflection
Blows connect like opposite sides of magnets
Steel fragments bein chipped off a slinging sword slash with the force of big crash in your dash board with no airbag
He drove a ninety nine
Jaguar quick to pick a lock, lick a shot
Respect the bloods and crips a lot
Plus the god from ride saggin in his seat, blastin
WU beats tryin to plot his next hit
He took a drag of the eight elements that composed,atmospheric gas
Bout to let off his sword, and full blast kept his mind focused, meditation position half lotus
ABBOT's sword novas couldn't match his magnum opus deluxe stroke, son move like a ghost struck in an instance, unnoticed like a lamp post
Radar sharp precision gunfire,explode till his clips unload, it's a samurai code (Chorus)
It's born born ,young lord,raise your swords
It's born born, young lord,raise your swords time for everyone to go record [Verse 2: The RZA]
Crept in silent, the steel wind
Chrome silencers screwed on tight kept the gunshots consealed in
We attack,full fledge with
Chicago Bull red bandanas tied tight around our heads
Swing with the force of a sledge
Single-edge stainless steel blade chopped the wedge slit this analog derelicts head
Who even thought that he could go against the truth and the gods and fall back? from the will of
Allah, you'll be facin the firing squad of a thousand archers out to mark ya
The bill top scully king blocks bullets like jelly beans
Birds in my nest restin up,on the telly scene murderous rap track to me, is legal felony can't accept what you analog cats be tellin me
I get the verbal weapon, won't hesitate for one second to break your back like big jack from tekken (Chorus)
It's born born,young lord raise your swords
It's born born,young lord raise your swords (x2) (Instrumental to end ....
