attack the barricade with my bloody double blades as soldiers stand dismayed at a warrior unafraid cause i m fortified to do or die on the battlefield how ya feel when 5 feet of steel is revealed death the final price ta pay for those who try ta run away ya wanna win best begin tryin to be my protg while the sun sets the souls slip away to where they re kept the ground is where the bodies slept while their mothers wept ninjas on a deadly creep tryin to kill me in my sleep got a trophy shelf upon which their hooded heads i keep master of the deadly styles put cha body in a pile ain t been seen in awhile but your family s in denial 18 buddha attack better watch your crooked back cause a counter attack ya just kinda lack the knack for that only one shall remain upon the others death will claim feel the pain as clothes are stained by the bloody rain guillotine master chop cut clean don t get hit by my flyin guillotine guillotine master chop cut clean don t get hut by my flyin guillotine i sharpen my blades up get your neck cut i m the master yup i sharpen my blades up get your neck cut i m the master yup master of the flyin guillotine makin em scream when my tiger palm shreds their bodies to smithereens pop goes the weasel when the weasel goes pop then from up top ya see your headless body flip flop 36th chamber of death will try ta steal ya breath but i pass every step as i face the deadly test meditate for five years on my blade in a cave to calm my inner rage that s filled many graves upon the crows curse i lay my opponents in a hearse as i immerse in this verse causin you to hit reverse your life s a crap shoot and look who s holdin loaded dice you ready to battle me within this burning paradise the battlescape is ablaze as you re standin there amazed of a lone figure emergin from the smoke where you gaze ya feel a wave of dread hit you like a karmic tide cause mr hyde ain t even come close to my dark side chorus a warrior never hesitate when openin the soul gate there s really no debate when it comes to your fate i got five deadly venoms but i need only one to send any pawn in my octagon to oblivion i m like bruce lee when flowin on the loose leaf slap ya so hard that your brother starts to weep never in your life should you approach with anger or you ll leave lookin just like a crippled avenger feel the force of the jet li triple kick blow jumpin from the high trees to pounce upon my foes if you re a martial artist you can call me a master my hands and feet flow and there is no one faster when the bloody battle field finally quiets down and souls begin their journey homebound without a sound i turn around with my deadly blades as i walk away the fog envelopes me like a myth as i slowly fade chorus