[Verse 1: Augustus ThElefant]
When they smoke one, and their guns blast
And the shoguns soaked in a bloodbath, no gats
Pack heat from the coat flap
Float like a bee, sting like he's Kojak
Creep on a solo, bleed as he's injured
Speak of the no-nos, you won't see the ninja
Hit, as he split, still dead where they're standin'
Spilled red liquid and stick where it landed
Slick row, pick fro, number two bandanna
Red as the bloodshed drop on the canvas
Asking for justice, as he bucks his back as a musket (what's that)
See a man in the shadows
With his hand on his sword, swing sword with a force like it's ammo
Samurai sk** that's ill, a mortal combat
Samurai swings and k**, for the contact
[Verse 2: Augustus ThElefant]
It's like when a nine is sliced
And hazy like a pipe
With the sword in hand
Waists looking like accordions
And never orient and sort of patient
Revenge in race lit a flame burning in a basement
This will embrace motivations for one time
Numify, the face slid, slither when it slides
Revenge and intelligence
Cracked out skeletons
Extract gelatin, and send him to hell
It's all relative to how many you dealt
Sedentary like an elephant stepping on velvet crushing a film
Just for the hell of it he blasts like it's heat
Slash through and two in half through the practicing meat
One swing of the sword from a flick of the wrist
Forcing the battle-lord to consider the risk
Ballistic--split in dozens when I cut them in twos
Revenge from the son 'til number one runs through