My Hiten mitsurugi is spooky
Practice iaido on goofies
You must be loopy for thinking
You've got the skull to undo me
I'm not a regular foe
I cut irregular holes
Into the flesh of every beggar disrespecting my flow
This sword of mine has been designed
To make a brutal incision
I would be lying to say trying me's a fruitful decision
It's probably the best the guy I got it froms ever made
Too bad I cut his ass to pieces when I paid for the blade
Y'all are sakabato rappers, you just can't make the cut
I'm a muramasa mastah, eat your soul up for lunch
This Negro battousai will snatch up your kouhai
With dope lines, and more rhymes than dead folks in old times
And I mean the Sengoku Era
That get your ass cut for some tofu Era
I heard you got a sharp blade, clean and clear as a mirror
Let's see you try and out man kill the man killer