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I'm just a lyricist that likes to make some audios now and again to display my SICK use of the english language. lol
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MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:32
Lyrics
ah was raised in the dark, ya aim best be sharp
cos ma blades take apart ya heart- fate is harsh
i'm trained in the arts, samurai o benkyoshimashita
watashi wa katana mo sugoi ga arimashita
a japanese youngster unravellin travellin scenes amongst the
channelin screams of damagin teams grapplin
with battlin fiends, you couldnt imagine in dreams
this scrappin jus seemed to happen , ah saw people trapped in the trees
back to ma story, id take action if u saw me
ma faction was forty strong all out for passion n glory
their tactics were gory, 5 years old practisin swords
these dead faggots stylishly fought but their tacklins floored
rockin red and black decor, forever attractin whores
on the back of the horse, picked up from the village before
we was rather ruthless, dudes left ma father toothless
kidnapped me calm and useless, they gave ma arm some bruises
raped and left ma mum for change, stunned and pained
i succumbed to the hustlers games knowin one day id clutch his brains
fuck his dames in such a way their cunts are freyed
his tongues restrained - ill make it touch the bluntest blade
til your eyes start to rain, but for now ma saga stays
tomorrows a harder day, thinkin bout ma fathers face
ma heart still aches, ah carve ma feelings onto trees
ah swing ma sword and ma ears bleed i hear him in the breeze
its hard to hold back, ill rob a house and fall flat
this killin for a livin as a villain, aint all that
bushido warui desu ne, shits a chess game
i'm a pawn skilled in one direction headin to a dead end
ah got no best friends, ah sleep with a blade
speak to the face , the deeper it gets yo, the weaker it fades
ah get amped up, ah wont heal so ah stand up
hands up, -take position- trash stuff
so ive seen ma chance, this is where my dreams will start
catch him from the back when i cant be seen in the dark
any remarks about family past is laid in the dirt
ma faith in the church aint been the same since ma brain hurt
its killer instinct, but this killer shit stinks
it beats shiftin big bricks so ah kill for a quick fix
but you can't repair me, im so crazy its scary
if u chase me ill rarely make haste to get lairy
the moon is up, its time to switch mindframes
if ah hit this fine blade straight i can make times change
no more rewindin tapes, ma sight is twice as great
so ah can slice this fake posin as ma nicest mate
but he saw me slip, heard the noise and surged so quick
his first foot hit ma nervous lip that it burst and split
launched a flyin kick, ah was forced to find ma feet
ah only managed to slice his cheek cos ma mind was weak
