Ghost Dog movie - Samurai Showdown (Raise Your Swords) lyrics

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Song by RZA<br /><br>

[Intro: The RZA]<br>

Yo, it's a samurai showdown<br>

Samurai showdown...<br>

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

You will die from the tip of my sword today<br>

Huh, the trenches, we must remain calm<br>

Right, prepare to die<br>

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[Chorus: The RZA (x2)]<br>

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

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

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[The RZA]<br>

Yo, yo<br>

Hailin from the slums of Shaolin, golden claw, talon twirl<br>

And one swirl of the fatal sword splits your Island<br>

Wu Killa Bees' stingers back on the swarm again<br>

BZZZZZZ, the alarm again, six direction weapon deflectin<br>

Bones connect like opposite sides of magnets<br>

Steel fragments bein chipped off a slingin sword slash<br>

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

He drove a ninety-nine Jaguar<br>

Quick to pick a lock, lick a shot<br>

Respect the Bloods and Crips a lot<br>

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

Tryin to plot his next hit<br>

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

'Bout to let off his sword, and full blast<br>

Kept his mind focused, meditation position half lotus<br>

Abbot's sword novas couldn't match his magnum opus<br>

Deluxe stroke, son move like a ghost<br>

Struck in an instance, unnoticed like a lamp post<br>

Radar sharp precision gunfire, explode<br>

Till his clips unload, it's a samurai code<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

It's born-born, young Lord, raise your swords [5X]<br>

Time for everyone to go record<br>

It's born-born, young Lord, raise your swords<br>

Time for everybody to go record<br>

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[The RZA]<br>

Crept in silent, the steel wind<br>

Chrome silencers screwed on tight kept the gunshots just sealed in<br>

We attack, full fledge<br>

with Chicago Bull red bandanas tied tight around our heads<br>

Swing with the force of a sledge<br>

Single-edge stainless steel blade chopped the wedge<br>

Slit this analog derelicts head<br>

Who even thought that<br>

he could go against the truth and the Gods and fall back?<br>

From the will of Allah, you'll be facin the firing squad<br>

of a thousand archers out to mark ya<br>

The bill top scully king blocks bullets like jelly beans<br>

Birds in my nest restin up, on the telly scene<br>

Murderous rap track to me, is ego felony<br>

Can't accept what you analog cats be tellin me<br>

I get the verbal weapon, won't hesitate for one second<br>

to break your back like Big Jack from Tekken<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

It's born-born, young Lord so raise your swords<br>

It's born-born, young Lord, raise your swords [2X]<br>

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[Instrumental for the next 1:17]<br>

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