Baracuda - The Wong Masters lyrics

[Kung Fu movie sample] Your reputation in kung-fu is well known You need not bring them Are you afraid you're going to lose? Is that why you have The Wong Masters on standby? [Intro: DJ NowHere] Bai Me called upon his long time rival Hung Si Kwan to reunite again as The Wong Masters [Kung Fu movie sample] Your reputation in kung-fu is well known Your reputation in kung-fu is well known You need not bring them Are you afraid you're going to lose? Is that why you have The Wong Masters on standby? [Verse 1: Cilvaringz] A-yo, inside a stable, I Hung Si Kwan Received the message from the Ten Tigers of Kwantung I read my brother Bai Me was on the run While he wandered in the wilderness seeking the chosen one As the sun set west, I packed what I needed Winter Warz the spot. where I was heated I found a man I hardly recognized, couldn't believe it Cause the kids will be bred and the armies were be defeated Mothers slinging sixty pieces, in front of children Bones crumble like buildings while the k**er kept singing His voice, reigns about seven-hundred radius Close to the spine where the slinging took place Until a priest once told me, the king slid fortunate But lonely, with no women or children, surrounded by homies In the Tillden-ness, Shiek, it's me Wu-Tang affiliated so you know I can't sleep The whole Clan's deep with, dominant intelligence Fifty days of meditation, fifty days of sword practice Taught knowledge like Rae, about ten grands stacked We teach mad n***as Shaolin Handlock Send off the caskets, not your average, Wong Masters We f** more sh** up than Ol' Dirty ba*tard Turn cold when the heat raise up Maccabees blaze up, see them rip his f**ing face up Don't play what? I'm sk**ed with six elements Got six fingers of d**h, plus I'm the sixth deadly venom Call me Lord Cilvaringz, Wong Master Wanted grill with San Pan, I moved from the Shaolin slums Back with big guns and a razor sharp tongue Pay homage to the Hung Si Kwan Run! n***a, Run when I come through I represent Wu and there's no area to run to I'll pull a Gun Rule, out this motherf**ing pocket Use my spear as a rocket and f** up ya sockets With Barrakjudah, pull a semi off alone and co*k it I'll pull a sword for this n***a head, be swinging, chop it May is watching while I swing and drop it So fast.. chk-chk-chk, the womb will drop and clot it And after all the fighting and k**ing, we teach How to survive in the hungry Belly of the Beast [Kung Fu movie sample] Your reputation in kung-fu is well known Your reputation in kung-fu is well known You need not bring them Are you afraid you're going to lose? Is that why you have The Wong Masters on standby? [Verse 2: Baracuda] Yo, yo; the cure to the plague of the twentieth century Is simply a mind-over-matter, eliminating possibility The answers are here, and Origins knows where to look In steady study of the book Promise one, shape-shift like Shang Tsung Into a beam of light lost a billion light years away From the Sun, opus the magnum Praise the one who buries seeds inside like a plum Transmit a single signal through Marshall amps Preach the gospel to those who want to understand Origin, the corner fist a**ist Your arch-nemesis, co-wrote the book of Genesis Defeats silencers at one-twenty-eight bits Moongod'll reveal the Buddha fist Snaps ya ear bubble, my hush causes splash in the puddle Form the huddle, what separates us is that we stay humble Two on a puzzle, Ch'ing muzzle Rumble at a mic tussle in a tunnel Word, only the spiritual syllable miracle The imperial lyrical individual Here to cause damage to ya physical Make the track sound ridicule Slapped in the arms of Morpheus Face down in ya sarcophagus Thinking about the God Spartacus Counting his d**h toll on a rusty abacus Feel to the base, cables opening ya chest You lay, in the main of guitars, used as live bait Time to vacate the area The quarantine lock, messenger carrier