Samurai Showdown (Raise Your Swords)

from Ghost Dog soundtrack



*Intro: The RZA*

Yo, it's a samurai showdown

Samurai showdown...

(Aight, A.T.M.) How dare you challenge me?

You will die from the tip of my sword today

Huh, the trenches, we must remain calm

Right, prepare to die



***Chorus: The RZA (x2)***

Yo, it's born-born, young Lord, raise your swords

Yo, it's born-born, young Lord, raise your swords



[The RZA]

Yo, yo

Hailin from the slums of Shaolin, golden claw, talon twirl

And one swirl of the fatal sword splits your Island

Wu Killa Bees' stingers back on the swarm again

BZZZZZZ, the alarm again, six direction weapon deflectin

Bones connect like opposite sides of magnets

Steel fragments bein chipped off a slingin sword slash

With the force of big crash in your dash board with no airbag

He drove a ninety-nine Jaguar

Quick to pick a lock, lick a shot

Respect the Bloods and Crips a lot

Plus the God from Ride saggin in his seat, blastin Wu beats

Tryin to plot his next hit

He took a drag of the eight elements that composed, atmospheric gas

'Bout to let off his sword, and full blast

Kept his mind focused, meditation position half lotus

Abbot's sword novas couldn't match his magnum opus

Deluxe stroke, son move like a ghost

Struck in an instance, unnoticed like a lamp post

Radar sharp precision gunfire, explode

Till his clips unload, it's a samurai code



***Chorus***

It's born-born, young Lord, raise your swords (5X)

Time for everyone to go record

It's born-born, young Lord, raise your swords

Time for everybody to go record



[The RZA]

Crept in silent, the steel wind

Chrome silencers screwed on tight k