Son of Shaolin

Lyrics

At the foot of the Songshan Mountains in Central China, lies a hole temple where monks learn to kill [Verse 1] He was a young monk, kid no punk he held his own Had to balance as he fetched in the water to bring home He was so ill, completed the task with no spill Plus the uphill, he training, he's strong, he might kill When he first strike, an earthquake is felt throughout the province Then his outcome, y'all really don't want to be caught in problem Yo he too swift, he sweep for the leg throw two kicks Quick with two flips, you beat like an egg a true gift Punching hot sand, cause that's the way the train is iron palm Sucker got hands, his fists are like bricks that land bomb Son of wushu training and meditation is crucial No two shoes, he bared for no rice wine, eating mushes Strikes a pressure point, wrights in calligraphy, never smoked a joint He fights in front of the emperor never disappoints His main style is not from this planet, a different discipline He was away too advanced for the place and the time he living in And understood herbal medicine, quarter mile every time he leaps The mantis, the monkey, the care, the tiger been put to sleep Light as a feather quicker feet, the always had the illest technique He speaks, but he won't cause he took a vow when it's been some weeks His power peaks the sunrise ,he looks up at the star He's re-energizing practices moves out his repertoire His camp by the reservoir was hidden behind a stone He preferred silence for his meditation, so he lived alone The Shaolin Monastery became known for the hardest training of mind than body ever devised. The monks practiced everyday [Verse 2] The moon shown reflected on the blade and look two-tone No group home a monastery solitary dude homes He trained by himself, grow grain by himself All day by himself, no pain by himself So reclusive his combination grapple styles exclusive To him, his training sessions always all-inclusive Begin ain't no sweat the splitting finger punch along, the darker the better Enhanced vision cut right through the fog It's where he had gills, in one breath he swam the whole lake The way he moved like a cobra, you think he was half snake Precision the man makes all difficulties look easy That he balances on top of a branch when the wind is breezy His symbolism graffiti was sorted like an announcement Cause you couldn't say his name if you tried to fumble pronouncement He was not a man, could even stay awake for days a longer span A jealous clan plotted against him to form a devil's plan To take him out devised a way to drain him out of his power He was weakest in the middle of the night and bitching hour They scoured for poisoning flowers, preparing the bombs of smoke Dipped the arrowheads in watered the soap from a poison note These ninjas were not a joke, maybe not the common man It was midnight, they ran upon him, that's when it began Of course he struck first he helicopted-kicking down the line Then he started shining bright like an angel from place divine He taken over they minds, together in full control Then he wailed, he swallowed they life, they essence, they souls Ascended the monk rose that moment to full samadhi He became all energy and no longer needed a body