Perverted style '99 style, what I'm sayin'? Comin' at cha, how we do
Paraplegic, my stance, too strategic No shadows on my kicks too much To be specific, I'm comin' with Jiu-Jitsu Bone crushin' breakin' as I get into
Scorpion styles, with the speed of a Hit pressure points with light skills, I be The blaster, iron palms is Combinations nations in the mental
Cerebral is obsolete You'll die ten times if you try to me master, rhyme style disaster Studied on the cliffs of mountains readin'
Holdin' it down, shirt chi-gung Apprentice in the with guang-jung-nim I went torture deadly styles I'm the author Ingested metals, yeah they me supernova Triple spinnin' kicks, side kicks, and kicks come much iller, so you must be Masta Killa
It's Afu, change my style, the weather It's Afu, change your mind, just too Afu, all the weak styles I sever Combinin' two on the Mic with Masta Killa
The great ones have searched for the data To show and prove and master the separation of And seein' through death, loose conscious of self a shell keep it movin' factor
Sword it to the temple, mental state Danger chamber, yang slang, Wu-Tang Train soldiers in this rap game Like that shanghai chinky eyed chick Bedstuy
Wang from Lafayette, stuy versant and Malcolm X Fifty park, it might spark, it's the heart One blood cell, featurin' Masta After dark he goes, gone, trust none, touch one
Young Chun, prodigal son, killa disease Home grown, flown from seas, city under siege Ya eyes bleed, the got 'em red dread Like roundhouse kicks to the head, he dead
It's Afu, my style, change the weather It's Afu, your mind, just too clever It's Afu, all the weak I sever Combinin' two styles on the Mic with Masta
It's Afu, change my style, change the It's Afu, change your mind, just too It's Afu, all the styles I sever Combinin' two styles on the Mic with Killa