| Juk up any riddim like a samurai
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| Big blood spillage, man, I satisfy
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| This is my church, let me sanctify
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| Live by the sword or be a sacrifice
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| Juk up any riddim like a samurai
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| Big blood spillage, man, I satisfy
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| This is my church, let me sanctify
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| Live by the sword or be a sacrifice
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| They ain’t got the pace to keep up
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| Can’t swing the sword like we does
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| They ain’t got the pace so I’mma undertake and then cut
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| They ain’t got the pace to keep up
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| Can’t swing the sword like we does
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| They ain’t got the pace so I’mma undertake and then cut
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| I’m a samurai hunting for blood
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| In the art of war I go nuts
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| Slice 'em up, I see guts
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| Bring an army and I’ll be the one
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| Left standing, cos man I have fun
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| They stepped to me like I’m dumb
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| With the passion I got, I sprung
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| Took 'em all out in the blink of the sun
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| Got them all dizzy, got them all spun
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| Reflecting the light from the sword that I swung
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| None got close, man, never got touched
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| Something like Neo with a sword man trust
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| Blade’s sharp, no gun
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| Take out 10, when I swing, leave none
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| Off in the distance to take out some kingdoms
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| Man don’t stop till the job’s been done
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up we juk up
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up (eh-heh)
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up we juk up
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we-
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up we juk up
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up (eh-heh)
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up we juk up
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we-
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| Man’s sharp tools of the mind
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| Man will play chess with the fools of the night
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| Leave with extra limbs upon side
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| That’s that winner’s grin of bare pride
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| Cos man started from the bottom of the ride
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| I did the training and failing but I’m
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| Now fully trained in the ways of the strike
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| Leave no witness, man, I move nice
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| Slice
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| Be happy to leave with your life
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| One to one is too easy, done
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| So I’mma take out your team like a tribe
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| Throw ninja stars, I move right
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| Then capture them in mid flight
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| Then swing the sword, it’s like intercourse
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| Cos man’s always the last one alive
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| They ain’t got the pace to keep up
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| Can’t swing the sword like we does
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| They ain’t got the pace so I’mma undertake and then cut
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| They ain’t got the pace to keep up
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| Can’t swing the sword like we does
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| They ain’t got the pace so I’mma undertake and then cut
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up we juk up
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up (eh-heh)
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up we juk up
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we-
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up we juk up
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up (eh-heh)
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we juk up we juk up we juk up
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| Juk up any riddim
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| Yeah we- |