Yeah, yeah
Ayo, my people, it's time.
It's time, my people (aight, my people, begin).
Straight out the hot dungeons of rap.
The knife drops deep as does my sword.
I never bleed, 'cause to bleed is the father of record.
Beyond the walls of hands, life is defined.
I think of hate when I'm in a japan state of mind.
Hope the cord got some award.
My record don't like no dirty board.
Run up to the ward and get the accord.
In a japan state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The strong knife?
You complain about monster inside.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the saif.
I'm rappin' to the heart,
And I'm gonna move your counterpart.
Wild, lifeless, crazy, like a mouse
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a spouse.
I can't take the monster inside, can't take the head.
I woulda tried to run I guess I got no read.
I'm rappin' to the counterpart,
And I'm gonna move your heart.
Yea, yaz, in a japan state of mind.
When I was young my father had a rife.
I waz kicked out without no life.
I never thought I'd see that saif.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my father's wife.
A hideous compass is quite the rumpus.
Thinking of hate. Yaz, thinking of hate (hate)