[intro: buddha monk]
I want the whole entire clan
I want that sh** 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 1,200 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 ba*tards
So think fast, watch this God cut like gla**
Bring your frame fast and make you do the thirty yard dash
That's yo' a**, my k**s make me the last man that stands
It's that brooklyn zu, damn, they want you to raise your f**in hands
I'm equipped with some sh** that's dark, k** 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 b**hes get down and pa** 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 sh**!
Assa**in with quick slashin, verbal smashin
There's no need to be askin, who be burnin you f**in ba*tards
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 n***az parish from f**in with the brooklyn zu elements!
[interlude: buddha monk]
*chanting starts up again*
Don't never f** 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 n***az, 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 n***a open his mouth is the first n***a to start bleedin
Yo, I mean this, I'm like a q-tip cleanin out yo' penis
And most of you n***az will rotate around me like you're f**in 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!