[00:00.00] 作词 : Brigati, Cavaliere, Diggs ...
[00:00.15] 作曲 : Eddie Brigati/Felix Cavaliere/Gary Grice/Joseph Zawinul/Robert Diggs
[00:00.30]
[00:01.20]When I was little, my father was famous
[00:05.92]He was the greatest samurai in the empire
[00:10.73]And he was the Shogun's decapitator
[00:15.09]He cut off the heads of a hundred and thirty-one lords
[00:19.56]It was a bad time for the empire
[00:23.84]The Shogun just stayed inside his castle and he never came out
[00:29.67]People said his brain was infected by devils
[00:35.10]My father would come home, he would forget about the killings
[00:40.67]He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him
[00:46.00]Maybe that was the problem
[00:49.11]Then, one night, the Shogun sent his ninja spies to our house
[01:01.25]They were supposed to kill my father but they didn't
[01:16.61]That was the night everything changed
[01:19.80]
[01:20.22]See, sometimes
[01:21.31]You gotta flash 'em back
[01:22.83]See niggas don't know where this shit starte
[01:23.77]Y'all know where it came from
[01:25.57]I'm saying we gonna take y'all back to the source
[01:27.66]Do the knowledge, yo
[01:28.97]
[01:29.39]When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
[01:33.91]Some had to snort c*****e to act insane before he rocked it on
[01:39.16]Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
[01:44.95]Yo, RZA, flip the track with the what to cut
[01:47.59]
[01:50.26]Fake niggas get flippe
[01:50.88]In mic fights I swing swords and cut clowns
[01:53.42] shit is too swift to bite you record and write it down
[01:56.03]I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe
[01:59.22]On some wild out shit , to insert a fiend
[02:01.70]But it was your op to shop stolen art
[02:04.21]Catch a swollen heart from not rolling smart
[02:06.58]I put mad pressure, on phony wack rhymes that get hurt
[02:09.30]shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
[02:12.17]That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
[02:14.89]My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
[02:17.63]Energy is felt once the cards are dealt
[02:20.25]With the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts
[02:22.94]That attack, the mic-fones like cyclones or typhoon
[02:26.23]I represent from midnight to high noon
[02:28.76]I don't waste ink, b***h, I thin
[02:30.96]I drop megaton bombs more faster than you blink
[02:33.67]Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed
[02:36.44]Clouds of smoke, of natural blends of shit
[02:39.13]Only under one circumstance that's if I'm blunted
[02:41.82]Turn that shit up, my Clan in the front want it
[02:44.57]
[02:45.11]When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
[02:49.24]Some had to snort c*****e to act insane before he rocked it on
[02:54.52]Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
[02:59.95]Yo RZA flip the track with the what to cut
[03:04.32]
[03:06.07]I'm on a mission that niggas say is impossibl
[03:08.68]But when I swing my swords they all choppable
[03:11.55]I be the body dropper, the heartbeat stopper
[03:14.32]Child educator, plus head amputator
[03:16.96]Cause niggas styles are old like Mark 5 sneaker
[03:19.67]Lyrics are weak like clock radio speakers
[03:22.42]Don't even stop in my station and attack
[03:25.08]While your plan failed, get derailed like Amtrak
[03:27.67]What the **** for? Down by law, I make la
[03:29.89]I be justice, I sentence that ass two to four
[03:33.15]Round the clock, that state pen time check it
[03:35.71]But the pens I be sticking with, you can't state the crime
[03:38.46]Came through with the Wu, slid off on the DL
[03:41.10]I'm low-key like seashells, I rock these bells
[03:44.60]Now come aboard, it's Medina bound
[03:46.84]Enter the chamber, and it's a whole different sound
[03:49.51]It's a wide entrance, small exit like a funnel
[03:52.17]So deep it's picked up on radios in tunnels
[03:54.78]Niggas are fascinated how the shit begi
[03:57.34]Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your skin
[04:00.11]
[04:00.71]When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
[04:04.71]Some had to snort c*****e to act insane before he rocked it on
[04:10.09]Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
[04:15.39]Yo RZA flip the track with the what to cut

作词 : Brigati, Cavaliere, Diggs ...
作曲 : Eddie Brigati/Felix Cavaliere/Gary Grice/Joseph Zawinul/Robert Diggs
When I was little, my father was famous
He was the greatest samurai in the empire
And he was the Shogun's decapitator
He cut off the heads of a hundred and thirty-one lords
It was a bad time for the empire
The Shogun just stayed inside his castle and he never came out
People said his brain was infected by devils
My father would come home, he would forget about the killings
He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him
Maybe that was the problem
Then, one night, the Shogun sent his ninja spies to our house
They were supposed to kill my father but they didn't
That was the night everything changed
See, sometimes
You gotta flash 'em back
See niggas don't know where this shit starte
Y'all know where it came from
I'm saying we gonna take y'all back to the source
Do the knowledge, yo
When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
Some had to snort c*****e to act insane before he rocked it on
Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
Yo, RZA, flip the track with the what to cut
Fake niggas get flippe
In mic fights I swing swords and cut clowns
shit is too swift to bite you record and write it down
I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe
On some wild out shit , to insert a fiend
But it was your op to shop stolen art
Catch a swollen heart from not rolling smart
I put mad pressure, on phony wack rhymes that get hurt
shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once the cards are dealt
With the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts
That attack, the mic-fones like cyclones or typhoon
I represent from midnight to high noon
I don't waste ink, b***h, I thin
I drop megaton bombs more faster than you blink
Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed
Clouds of smoke, of natural blends of shit
Only under one circumstance that's if I'm blunted
Turn that shit up, my Clan in the front want it
When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
Some had to snort c*****e to act insane before he rocked it on
Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
Yo RZA flip the track with the what to cut
I'm on a mission that niggas say is impossibl
But when I swing my swords they all choppable
I be the body dropper, the heartbeat stopper
Child educator, plus head amputator
Cause niggas styles are old like Mark 5 sneaker
Lyrics are weak like clock radio speakers
Don't even stop in my station and attack
While your plan failed, get derailed like Amtrak
What the **** for? Down by law, I make la
I be justice, I sentence that ass two to four
Round the clock, that state pen time check it
But the pens I be sticking with, you can't state the crime
Came through with the Wu, slid off on the DL
I'm low-key like seashells, I rock these bells
Now come aboard, it's Medina bound
Enter the chamber, and it's a whole different sound
It's a wide entrance, small exit like a funnel
So deep it's picked up on radios in tunnels
Niggas are fascinated how the shit begi
Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your skin
When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
Some had to snort c*****e to act insane before he rocked it on
Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
Yo RZA flip the track with the what to cut