[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