Polo Jung

[Intro]
Now if any of you sons of bitches got anything else to say, now the fuckin' turn

[Verse]
I leave footprints in the sand, travel land with katana bladed hand
Nice enough to splice a grain of rice, out for blood like the number one headband
You tryna test my pen and spend your day as a dead man
Dark sky reflect the bullets, sparks fly, practice on my art, more than part time
This five point palm technique'll make your heart stop
Kickin' trees until the balk drop
Hattori Hanzo, dagger known to off tops
Daily viper assinations, old Rasheem when the hammer blazin'
Shogun, sniper, no one nicer, dragon fist punch line writer
Twist your plot with the drum fire
Bolo youngan and Polo retire, gun for higher, no one flyer than Diamond Dallas, Tigger Uppercut, movin' like a muay top fighter
Yo, I'm dogein' blows with my arms by my side and my eyes closed
One daily strikes so precise, It's like the time froze
Hyper by the chamber, trainin' with a blind fold
Kel kill times ten, make the biggest nigga spine fold
Golden [?] have niggas goin' godmode, final flash'll leave a nigga mind blown
Samurai showdown, still spinnin' cyclons, still I'm a kill your favourite rapper usin' Rhymezone
Five daily venoms, when I strike it's like a pyhton
White loaded coumatetrlyl, your fuckin' with the right one

[Chorus]
Moonlight reflectin' of the blood when the fight done
Disappear into the night, red sword fights in the bright sun
Yo, we live a roman way of life, they say you live by the sword, you die by the sword, I probably die in the vocal booth, spittin' out raw
They say you live by the sword, you die by the sword, I probably die in the vocal booths, spittin' out raw

[Verse 2]
Yo, wind blowin' in grass, I'm blowin' gas, outta hour my opponent
Clashin' weapons till our final moment
Side steppin' in tax by reflex
He got it Normani potent, we each took three steps, the screen went black, you heard a deep breath
Cloud stood still, cold, still, garantie my rival meet death
Chain hot, dialekt, rock the hoodie like shaolin munk
Drunk and master, Daniel, my punch is faster
I run in your dojo and kick, the best up in class, my nast' faster than a hawk and have a orgasum and that's for cash
Bandana 'round my face like Shanomi Mask, slash, spit your ricktony, blast, blast