Blood Drip

[Verse 1: Dreaded Yasuke]
I be in the back knowing I'm so gifted
Coming at me fast, twirl your body make you epileptic
So many be trash, don't know they're fighting my Shadow Clones
You don't wanna see what's inside of my bag, many ways to electrify your bones
Former Hokage Kakashi doing big Shitake
Come correct or use Rasengan as the volley
I'm the Maserati in my Karate, compare what you embody
Y'all wanna fight but you stuck, popping Sharingan mollies
Don't confuse my cockiness, a way to fake the audience
Chidori leveling couple stories, beating you is obvious
My caveat for thinking they match my Chakra
Do a lot of flashy moves, now you needing a doctor
What I got to prove? Nothing else to lose
Looking at my profile, gonna leave more than a bruise
Thinking I'm easy like a breeze on a cruise, end up sinking their battleship
Better get a paddle while I grapple your neck, get a better grip

[Chorus: Dreaded Yasuke]
I don't think you really want it
But you better come to me like a Jonin
I don't play around with my opponents
Got a thousand styles that I use at any moment
So you don't really wanna see what's on my hip
I got an arsenal that make you wanna dip
Anybody can get it, don't even trip
When I got too many ways to show my blood drip

[Verse 2: Shwabadi]
You're facing down a master, now it's time to repent
I've been managing the pressure, legendary descent
Static Chakra might just account for my bed head
I'm a Rock Star, so I've been leaving 'em Red Dead
Strike at the vitals, so gory and frightening
Brighten the night with Chidori, lightning
Really no surprise though they seem to be shocked
Rivaling Might Guy so I'm harder than rock
Yeah I trained a couple legends and battled against the veterans
Setting another record and sending enemies scattering
Flattening competition that other villages sending in
I can channel the master Minato when I go speeding in like a jet engine
I've survived war and peace, saw it through to the end
Lived my life for the weak, all the folk I defend
Ain't got time left to weep, I lost too many friends
Already died for the Leaf, but I'd do it again

[Chorus: Dreaded Yasuke]
I don't think you really want it
But you better come to me like a Jonin
I don't play around with my opponents
Got a thousand styles that I use at any moment
So you don't really wanna see what's on my hip
I got an arsenal that make you wanna dip
Anybody can get it, don't even trip
When I got too many ways to show my blood drip