Jumpsteady

Jumpsteady - Master Of The Flying Guillotine

rate me

Attack the barricade with my bloody double blades

As soldiers stand dismayed at a warrior unafraid

Cause I'm fortified to do or die on the battlefield

How ya feel when five of steel is revealed

Death, the final price to pay for those who try to run

Away

Ya wanna win best begin tryin' to be my protege

While the sun sets the souls slip away to where they're

Kept

The ground is where the bodies slept while their

Mothers wept

Ninjas on a deadly creep tryin to kill me in my sleep

Got a trophy shelf upon which their hooded heads I keep

Master of the deadly styles put ya body in a pile

Ain't been seen in awhile but you family's in denial

Eighteen Buddha attack better watch your crooked back

Cause a counterattack ya just kinda lack the knack for

That

Only one shall remain upon the others death will claim

Feel the pain as clothes are stained by the bloody rain

(Chorus)

Guillotine master, chop (slice sound) clean

(Don't get hit by my flying guillotine)

Guillotine master, chop (slice sound) clean

(Don't get hit by my flying guillotine)

I sharpen my blades up

(Get your neck cut I'm the master, yup! )

I sharpen my blades up

(Get your neck cut I'm the master, yup! )

Master of the flyin' guillotine makin' em scream

When my tiger palm shreds their bodies to smithereens

Pop goes the weasel when the weasel goes pop

Then from up top ya see your headless body flip flop

36th chamber of death will try to steal ya breath

But I pass every step as I face the deadly test

Meditate for five years on my blade in a cave

To calm my inner rage that's filled many graves

Upon the crows curse I lay my opponents in a hearse

As I immerse in this verse causin you to hit reverse

Your life's a crap shoot and look whose holdin' loaded

Dice

You ready to battle me within this burning paradise

The battlescape is ablaze as you're standin there

Amazed

Of a lone figure emerin from the smoke where you gaze

Ya feel a wave of dread hit you like a karmic ride

Cause Mr. Hyde ain't even come close to my dark side

(Chorus)

Guillotine master, chop (slice sound) clean

(Don't get hit by my flying guillotine)

Guillotine master, chop (slice sound) clean

(Don't get hit by my flying guillotine)

I sharpen my blades up

(Get your neck cut I'm the master, yup! )

I sharpen my blades up

(Get your neck cut I'm the master, yup! )

A warrior never hesitate when openin the soul gate

There's really no debate when it comes to your fate

I got five deadly venoms but I need only one

To send any pawn in my octagon to oblivion

I'm like Bruce Lee when flowin' on the loose leaf

Slap ya head so hard that your brother starts to weep

Never in your life should you approach with anger

Or you'll leave lookin' just like a crippled avenger

Feel the force of the Jet Li triple kick blow

Jumpin from the high trees to pounce upon my foes

If you're a martial artist you can call me a master

My hands and feet flow and there is no one faster

When the bloody battle field finally quites down

And souls begin their journey homebound without a sound

I turn around with my deadly blades as I walk away

The fog envelops me like a myth as I slowly fade

(Chorus 2x)

Guillotine master, chop (slice sound) clean

(Don't get hit by my flying guillotine)

Guillotine master, chop (slice sound) clean

(Don't get hit by my flying guillotine)

I sharpen my blades up

(Get your neck cut I'm the master, yup! )

I sharpen my blades up

(Get your neck cut I'm the master, yup! )

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