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Perverted style
'99 Style, what I'm sayin?
Comin at cha, how we do

Paraplegic, my stance too strategic
No shadows on my too much Chi horrific
To be specific, I'm comin threw jiu-jitsu
Bone crushin bone breakin as I get
Scorpion styles, with the of a cheetah
Hit your points with light skills, I be
The blaster, Iron Palms is
Combinations nations in the mental
Cerebral cortex is
die ten times if you try to test me
Taoist master, rhyme style
Studied on the cliffs of mountains scrolls
Holdin it down, iron chigung
Apprentice in the temple Guang Jung Nim
I through torture deadly styles I'm the author
metals, yeah they made me supernova
Triple spinnin kicks, side kicks, and hook
They much iller, so you must be Masta Killa

It's Afu, my style, change the weather
It's Afu, your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I
Combinin two styles on the mic Masta Killa

It's Afu, change my style, the weather
Afu, change your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak I sever
Combinin two on the mic with Masta Killa

The great ones have for the righteous data
To show and prove and master the separation of
And seein through death, never loose of self
Shed a keep it movin factor
Sword swing it to the temple, state
Danger chamber, eighth yang slang,
Train private soldiers in this rap
Like that Shanghai eyed chick from Bedstuy
Wang Chung from Lafayette, Stuyversant and X
Seven Park, it might spark, it's the heart
One blood cell, featurin Kill
After dark he goes, bust gone, none, touch one
Young chun, prodigal son, Bees disease
Home grown, from over seas, city under siege
Ya eyes bleed, the got 'em red dread
spinnin roundhouse kicks to the head, he dead

It's Afu, change my style, the weather
Afu, change your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I
Combinin two styles on the mic with Killa

It's Afu, change my style, the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, too clever
It's Afu, all the weak I sever
Combinin two on the mic with Masta Killa