Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Girl Samurai Lullaby, artist - RZA. Album song Afro Samurai: Resurrection, in the genre Саундтреки
Date of issue: 26.01.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Wu
Song language: English
Girl Samurai Lullaby |
Silly little girl, in a men’s world, wish I could fly |
Dilly lilly pearl, caught up in a twirl, of a butterfly |
Ladadadadi, ladadadada, wish I could fly |
Silly little girl, caught up in this world, of lullaby |
See when the, mics go on, the lights go on |
It’s like Muhammad Ali, and Tyson sparring |
I take a, stab at you, a jab at you |
I do 'em, Carrey style, I make 'em laught at you |
Try me, ain’t nothing worse than a little defeat |
From trying to weak a sleeping giant that ain’t even asleep |
I’m not your ordinary shorty, I be bobbing and weaving |
Don’t even give me no excuses, just to knock a few teeth in |
Bust a shot like it’s semen, you do not want to see it |
Have you in predicaments, you do not wanna be in |
The last man to try, the last man to die |
Wiggle my toes, then turn to the last samurai |
Move, who not to scare to die, we runnin' wit our spears |
To the sky, screaming Bis Mi Allah |
So please be advised, cuz she’s gonna light up the trails |
Better listen to them old wise tales |
Without warning, shit could get real appaling |
And invalid, don’t even know what to call it |
S.I.O., or you could call me bad business |
Talking eyes, while your boys in the hood, down to menace |
The skull smasher, basher, chicken head mangler |
Then use you as a tool for my misplaced anger |
The dude ripper, cuz they don’t even see me come out |
I blind side 'em, 'fore they can even get they guns out |
Now who next to try, who next to die |
What you call fighting for your life, I call exercise |
Huh, coming through, looking like Lucy Liu |
Whipping shanks out, running down the block, WHOODI-WHO |
Ooh, you acting all intusive, we rolling kinda deep |
Up in this piece, now don’t be foolish |
Don’t make a sister lose it, that would not be condusive |
But wouldn’t be the first time people die, for something stupid, stupid |
Here we go, baby, it’s Dirty Harriet |
Digga digga ya’ll |