Art Of War Feat Mr Tibbs Lyrics - Buddha Monk

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[intro: buddha monk]
I want the whole entire clan
I want that xxxx 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' xxx my kills make me the last man that stands
It's that brooklyn zu damn they want you to raise your xxxxxx hands
I'm equipped with some xxxx 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 xxxxxxx 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 xxxxxx 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 xxxxxx with the brooklyn zu elements!

[interlude: buddha monk]
*chanting starts up again*
Don't never xxxx 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 xxxxxx 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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