Warriors From the Mist

Lyrics

It be the K-J-5 number two I got this track locked down like animals in zoo, wish how you do? You got some vision like Mr. Magoo, I'm staying true to this Steady knocking out crews like Popeye with Brutus We do this right, igniting mics My junk be coming like a Rastafarian, dreadlock tight, aight It's time to get down to the heart of the matter I'm striking like an adder, a cobra I be the Christlike risen soldier, already told ya My old ways was ill, Jagged like Morissette's Little Pill I stand for real in this world of fakeness God be giving me the strеngth to take this as I forsake this Sinful way of doing things in this time Bеware of verbal landmines as you climb My crew strike like ginsu To teach you one and twos And the verbal acrobats, when you flip over these tracks Understand that I comply with the lyrics, use the math Yo it's time to feel the wrath from the second half As I surpass your whole frame, now you know this ain't no game Yo son, about to bring the pain like champagne What you wanna do son, you messing with the crew son Now you understand, I'm risen just like the Son Rhyme for fun, yo kid like the Shogun I rock on and on till the break of dawn Risen in the East, the High Priest increase Now you comprehend the drama let loose Upon the mic with the caboose, you place last Might Clash of the Titan when I'm writing Exciting, what you wanna do Power to move a mountain, flow like fountain I attack with, You're my verbal ginseng Now I grab the mic, ping-pong, you're all wrong Yo kid, hear the sound of the gong Prepare for lyrical alarms Put down gun clips Practice backflips My pen strikes swift Warriors from the mist Warriors from the mist as we emerge and splurge on herbs That don't know how to use words Yo I break your nose bone with my microphone Solid chrome, understand I separate chromosomes On the mic and get ill, kill negative energy Led by enemies sinfully holding down the corners of the earth Within my temple, to nourish with my mental Keep it simple, leave you dead in your tracks ... cripple, caused time ripple Shoot back and forth like futuristic laser I hear it going off like the sound of a pager Time to become a soldier for the Shogun Run junk like marathon Now we got it going on, dropping bombs Like Saddam preparing for the next world war of Vietnam Stay calm, when it's time to grip, we let loose Kamikaze bomber, terminating crews like Sarah Conner I come forth, I saw so many shed a tear When I get through, choo-choo, wah-wah That's all you hear yeah I steer my junk in correct directions I'm bout to slash you up and blast you up Just like a doctor with the C-section I'm blasting, freestyle fashion KJ-52 for those who never heard So tell me why you laughing? I'm dashing quickly to this finish line To finish this ill rhyme The way that I designed Send shivers up your spine like a spinal tap I'm waking up those catching naps From the sounds of these verbal thunderclaps The facts of coming off with pads and pens, maybe crayons Straight out to rhyme past the break of dawn, my word is bond Blinding, rewinding those that throw the ill type of blows To leave you frozen, I be that only chosen Verbally exploding like atomic, not Islamic But I'm about to clean crews up like comic antiseptic Just a ninja, attack from the sky While you do or die, acting like you fly Who wanna try and test this martial artist You understand, on par with this The magician, what you gonna do? Mission impossible, choppable like kung-fu kicks Bucking them with chopsticks Now about to come and scratch them off my list The hitman with masterplan The black belt to melt ya, you understand End of the 90's getting helter-skelter