Buddha Monk - Art Of War Lyrics

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[intro: buddha monk]

I want the whole entire clan

I want that shit to sound like it was stompin for real

At ease 10-4

There's only one that will ? to have the powers of truth

I want my soldiers to be dignified soldiers (sir yes sir!)

I want you to march forward and bring forth the truth

*chanting of "zu" begins*

I want you to go forth at 1200 feet per a second

My troops are you ready? (sir yes sir!)

Buddha monk? (yes sir)

I want you to show and prove the powers that the ? ? ?

Are you ready ? ? ? (yes sir)

*army soldier marching chant begins*

Pick up the pace!

*army chanting speeds up*

Take your left foot up!

*chanting stops*

[buddha monk]

You must be crazy to sacrifice your life against this manchu'

I bomb you with the tactics and i don't warn bastards

So think fast watch this god cut like glass

Bring your frame fast and make you do the thirty yard dash

That's yo' ass my kills make me the last man that stands

It's that brooklyn zu damn they want you to raise your fuckin hands

I'm equipped with some shit that's dark kill light like an eclipse

Now bow down to this god and all wish you will give to i

Then infiltrate i make moves like an earthquake

Make them bitches get down and pass it to you on a slate

Then my oddessey sees many gods i thought i see you flinch

Don't mind him yo drag him punch him in his shit!

Assassin with quick slashin verbal smashin

There's no need to be askin who be burnin you fuckin bastards

I'm mastered and i'll attack like a praying mantis

So visualize these words over across seas enhance it

You're banished the retro-scale shows a hundred percent damage

Most niggaz parish from fuckin with the brooklyn zu elements!

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[interlude: buddha monk]

*chanting starts up again*

Don't never fuck with the brooklyn zu elements!

All my soldiers stand forth!

Show no fear!

Pick up your feet!

Now there needs to be some teachin goin on!

Are you ready ? ? ?

*chanting stops*

[buddha monk]

Alright enough of nice this next recite

Take life niggaz and burn slowly down your windpipe

Sharp as ever hellbound brooklyn zu predator

Whatever we can get down in any weather

I'm a marksman fat round royal blood kin

Dirty psycho trend (suuuuuu!) here come the brooklyn zu men

There's a thousand men rushin in on one way how can you win?

Monk accompanied by x-men and 4 psychos who'll babble off your shin

I'm tired of y'all heathin schemin to make me start leakin

The first nigga open his mouth is the first nigga to start bleedin

Yo i mean this i'm like a q-tip cleanin out yo' penis

And most of you niggaz will rotate around me like you're fuckin venus

At ease here's a tissue for your nose bleed

Watch this zu god seize like seeds that of johnny appleseed

You wanna battle? first power i see hears you

Defy the laws of gravity then my brain injects in you!

Now!

*chanting starts again and continues to fade*

*roaring*

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