Tekitha - Mantis lyrics

[Intro: 'Invincible Shaolin' sample] The technique depends mainly on arm and finger strength Once you've that Then the next step is to learn how to pierce stone Well you might as well start practicing now Do you-Do you-Do you-Do you Do you know, mantis legends? How it was it all started? It was fighting off this blackbird Although it was only a tenth of the bird's size It was a very valiant insect And that's why the technique needs a brave man And a strong one who isn't afraid of birds [Verse 1: RZA as Bobby Digital] Welcome back to the temple of Hip Hop and Sword Kenpo Lyrical rhyme nympho, b-boy Bob Digital Diamond crystal ring, solid gold bone rituals We be the humble, most calmest individuals Hard to spot microdots, we Sasquatch Stomp MCs, third eye Cyclops laser beam shots Being fired once the father get raised up We John Blaze up, abrasive heat from a phaser gun Never left for a stun dunn, Atilla the Hun Type k**a Park Hilla, eighteen wheeler Macks in the truck lanes from the rugged grains of Shaolin soil You red wolves be prowling Howling over the sh** that got the whole world bowing We spoiled, one thousand swordsmen One thousand recordings, one thousand Wu stores and One thousand rap tours and global insurance Not your everyday occurrence My rhyme torments MCs with the fear of God You'll be cursed like Farad and struck by the iron rod Tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-POW [Chorus: Tekitha] (x2) Hell's Wind Staff, the wrath of Black Titans n***as battling, sword swinging Cut-throat women, whirlwind given, save the children Escape the poverty for living Let live, die by the mic, shadow sk** by night [Break: 'Invincible Shaolin' sample] Man-Mantis style isn't easy to learn A mantis is small but powerful With it's arms it can lift up many times it's own weight [Verse 2: Masta k**a] On behalf of the Wu-Tang Clan I'll display the Hong Kong Shaolin King Kong poems Slaps n***as in half from Kwangtung Ten Tigers scratch like Allah Math, the Hell's Wind Staff Watch the Eight Diagram strike the diaphragm Pierced lung minute funk tongue double-edged, sound the drum Here I come as predicted Holding the raw seal, all heads kneel 7th Degree black mic sk** is ill, listen to the guns holler Swallow the shell, East New York terrorist Break fool to this, madness, crazy low-hand Grabs the mic stand, smooth as water Spat Seven Seas you've not yet mastered Breathe and lungs wheeze, Earth k**s I'm wrecking MCs, blood spills, meadow, is round The piercing sound of silence deafens ears Fires fears, wood sharp eagle claw tears Tree from bark, hard to maintain control When you leaking, I stand with the strength of Jobe And hold pressure that'll bust your head, while I'm teaching Civilization, one having Knowledge Wisdom Understanding, culture refinement Not a savage in pursuit of happiness Thunderous Mantis, all chant this