Ruman - Wushu Style lyrics

[Intro] Today your Wushu become history Fine!! Then have it your way You'll lose [Verse 1: Seven Empty] Every man for they self ah? That's what they say Got you caught up in the face Just gonna last till end the day Too stubborn to recognize we all the same particle I'm part the God you working for No Yeezy on the hover board, I'm glidin on my jiggy sh** bu*terfly kickin man I'm rapping like Jet Li with it But I don't know sh** though My mind, body, soul just move in sync Like they've been here before Hitting targets with my eyelids closed Dreaming with my eyes peeled No thoughts without feel They tryna' find peace but they gotta luck Ah, you can call me El Dorado The seven fills the empty like the water to the bottle I'm salutin' all my vatos Orgullo mexicano, nunca me de [?] [?] from all the bullsh** we can use some equality [?] soft man, getting treated like the royalty I've been lying if I said that I wasn't aming for some currency Ah, but you can bury me like enemies Seven feet deep motherf**er There's no end to me Spirit your rebirth That've been growing for eternity So hang on you like hang on you like rosaries Even if you don't f** with me *Hey let's not complicate this fight If there are any other challengers, bring them up* [Verse 2: Masta Peace] Defense is offense, ninjitsu moves dude What's the last option The style is Wushu Prepare the coffins you food Fast like Mushu Masta Peace guessing chop and Syllabus often No concoctions make up For you like a discipline Living where you fight To create nice dividends Firm stance like trees With the wind how I bend Wack MCs miss me hear my leaves rustling Iron sharp as iron Roll with the punches Pain is resistance Dwell in its abundance Iron sharp as iron Roll with the punches Pain is resistance Dwell in its abundance Lyrical black felt Never train with dumbbells I've conquered anything because I mastered myself The mic melts and hype's felt When it's dealt If you ain't fit to survival you'll be dead by twelve Pictures painted bu puncher is felt Physically, honestly, expressing yourself To the degree To the battle with an enemy Is the masterpiece Check what the master teach on the M.I.C [Outro] *you're alright? Fine!!! Yeah, I bet you are*