Yeah, sharpening the sword ot practicing my aim I'm a cowboy samurai, it's a battle everyday Yeah my hat pulled low, feel my kimono wave in the wind The mojo from my dojo on my skin, straight glowing Texas tea steady pouring Horseshoes and haikus, run up like I'm Jesse Owens Run up with a colt .45 and Kenjutsu You could tell the bank teller wasn't really used to This kind of stick up, slice through or get lit up Put it all in the bag, hurry up, pull the zip up Zip
I ain't taking chances Loose it all next day, though Playing poker, tryna stack them chips up Anything can happen, yes, I'm ready for the switch up Brown-skinned fool, yeah, they wonder how he picked up All these tools he use to keep himself alive Rather see me dead or dead broke, man shouldn't thrive 'Cause anomalies aren't supposed to Self-taught fighters they're rejected by the locals I eat sushi with my hands, wearing boots and loose pants Smoke a rolled cigarette while I yodel
Yeah, battle cry to the sky whenever it's time Truthfully, rather walk away than provoke you But if the time comes where I need to get involved I got bullets for your family plus katanas gone poke you Deep inside with a smile or frown Sometimes I'm Vegeta, sometimes like Goku 'Til I kick my feet up with the fam 'cause we happy I make knees bend like they ready to propose to Me, ready to inflict Damage to your insides, no qualms, let it rip Started with some soft palms now my hands hard as shit I choke a bitch, call me Djokovic, 'cause it's a racket
When I swing, listen to the crowd When the samurai slice, they might throw in the towel Needed something to wipe the sweat off my brow No mercy, no looking back no reversing Spurs on my boots so you can hear me coming Blade hidden, but it is the reason that they running The world what you make of it, I can be whatever From the Wild West to the Far East stay stunning