| Afro Samurai, die die die
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| Afro Samurai, kill kill kill
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| Afro Samurai. | 
| Afro Samurai. | 
| kill kill kill
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| Afro Samurai, die die die
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| Afro Samurai, kill kill kill
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| Afro Samurai, die die die
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| Afro Samurai, KILL KILL KILL
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| Afro Samurai, die die die
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| Afro Samurai, kill kill kill
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| Afro Samurai. | 
| Afro Samurai
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| The swiftness of my sword is an understatement of my art of war
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| A pleasure without conscience, feeds me, to want more
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| Principles of karma, death before dishonor
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| Shadows my eyesight procedes me to fight harder
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| For the number one headband, stand alone as one man
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| Afro Samurai can be defeated by no clan
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| A warrior real discrete through my travels of land
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| In any shape form or fashion, killing sprees dramatic fashion
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| Become unpredictable when I strike there’s no missin you
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| My aim is too precise, move forward and real pivotal
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| Take sips of lemonade, take lives with my blade
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| Revenge my father’s death 'til I reach my final days
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| Kill kill kill, Afro Samurai
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| Die die die, Afro Samurai
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| Kill kill kill, Afro Samurai
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| Afro Samurai. | 
| Afro Samurai
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| Awoken out my nightmare drenched in cold sweats
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| Reminiscin of the night I killed my master for the headband
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| All the bloodshed and the murder, to revenge my father’s murder
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| The thought of that alone can I really handle the bourbon?
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| So I choose my own path, no friends, no joy, no love
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| Just a number two headband, AND the man above
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| So the moves I create is my own unique vision
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| Strike my subconscious mind, individual essence
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| The most masterful opponent, will fall victim to my weapon
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| The most masterful opponent, will fall victim to my weapon
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| I’m not immortal, real aggressive, attitude is rude
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| I got a knack for killin and I refuse to lose
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| — whispered to fade |