| I could still remember it clearly |
| Do tell me |
| Your father, was a good Wu-Tang martial expert. There’s not many who can match |
| up with him |
| Why did YOU torture my master |
| Darkskin Samurai, black Jedi knight |
| All red Katana giving off beams of light |
| Kill Bill bride snatcher, I steal your sight |
| Shaolin soldier, bolder composure |
| Blood on my knife from the rappers I’ve slain |
| Hip hop shogun, they damaging his name |
| The body cannot live, disconnected from its brain |
| And the tears from my peers turn dark red rain |
| Everybody cheered when the Samurai appeared |
| Dark skin, slight grin, all white beard |
| Made his enemies run away to hide in fear |
| Known for many years to cut your face from ear to ear |
| Never cross his path, never look at him and laugh |
| Or your last laugh will have a bloody aftermath |
| Hard to act rappers will remain in his grasp |
| Microphone or camera flash, on his way to stack cash |
| Verbal assault when I break open the vault |
| Five point palm, herd calms to a halt |
| Grown ass kid or child like adult |
| The bodies hit the floor, I disappear with the smoke |
| Darkskin Samurai, black Jedi knight |
| All red Katana giving off beams of light |
| Kill Bill bride snatcher, I steal your sight |
| Shaolin soldier, bolder composure |
| War assimilation 'cross the hip hop nation |
| Killa Bee stings bring blood to your basement |
| Corny rap copy cats copying and pasting |
| Man, I feel amazing, making cuts like I was Jason |
| Not Illuminati, not approached to be a Mason |
| So I remain free, no chains on my feet |
| Only flames that I speak like a convo with a Satan |
| Got so many lines, rhyme books could fill a basin |
| Shaolin mentality, lyrics spill outta me |
| Death to every single motherfucker that doubted me |
| One day soon, they gon' be the people proud of me |
| And imma shut em down, bitch niggas ain’t allowed to speak |
| Walking with the sunset but I’m not done yet |
| Samurai swords counteract any gun threats |
| Touch me? Blade through your hand then your tongue’s next |
| Dusk till dawn, Wu-Tang lives on |
| Darkskin Samurai, black Jedi knight |
| All red Katana giving off beams of light |
| Kill Bill bride snatcher, I steal your sight |
| Shaolin soldier, bolder composure |
| Darkskin Samurai, black Jedi knight |
| All red Katana giving off beams of light |
| Kill Bill bride snatcher, I steal your sight |
| Shaolin soldier, bolder composure |