Rza - The One lyrics
* also known as "He Lives"; originally from "Lyricist Lounge Vol. 2" [RZA] Turn my fu*kIN headphones up! Aiyyo nurse, bring the patient in, strap him down Inject the serum into the tip of his cerebelum 70 cc's of denji should brain-accel him Nurse, increase the IV (But doc that may k** him!) Word, we got technology, we can rebuild him Strength of the ox, slickness of the fox Electrical brain waves being charged by the dreadlocks Audio dynamic vocal box Inside the black oval, won't be a beat that my son couldn't flow to Call Prince Paul to inject De La Soulful (Doc, his heart is beating too fast!) Nurse I told you! Decrease the brain battery, more gamma to the chest cavity Put the DNA code in every farrel inhis anatomy Heart of the conquerers, fighting force like Joe Blanca Interscope will never be the same, we just created a MONSTER! [Last Emperor] A mysterious man with a mysterious past Who came back from the dead to kick some serious a** I clearance a path, blast Glocks, raps whatever RZA put my DNA blocks back together And conducted, something interpenetrable by heaters Made from the world's great Ancient leaders Rzarector, I wanna thank you for giving me A second chance at life, you've uprisen me To separate the wise art from the wizardry And take revenge on those who imprison me In the East, the location was well-hidden My corpse was torn, rotted, bullet-ridden There's still an after tast from the poison I was given (Last Emperor) Yes master, what is thy bidding? [RZA] Go barbarian like thunder I'll wrap these n***as up like mummra Off of guitar samples of Prince Paul mixed with Sun-Ra Scatter to the four corners Make these b**h rappers MOURNERS Let em know son, they time of God is upon us And if they try to form a challenge throw em off balance [Last Emperor] I snatch the mic with my talons Prepare to meet this challenge Break the sacred seal and release these ancient talents I ride the track and leave MC's fully damaged Like Hannibal on the back of a black wooly mammoth I was banished, they panicked that the words that I said I split backs wit the war axe of Eric the Red Until I get tax exemption, redemption from cruel people The Last Emperor but I'm not Hiro Hitu More like Manson Musa You don't get the chance to use a Primative weapon on this microphone stand abuser Should you choose ta whip out the banger This archaic warrior responds with anger I stop fighter planes before they even leave their hangars And I'm sick enough to pull a con/Kahn job like Genghis I weave tales of war, legend and folklore Things will never be as they were once before Witness the second coming of the Last Emperor For now and forever, cursed to walk the earth once more