Dreaded Yasuke - Geek Cypher Lyrics

Here comes the master shogun, Sho'nuff I'm the chosen one
Find a fake like a smoking gun, with a backwards blade like a hit and run
Give me no cred, all I see is red, gonna bleach ya soul, hollow in head, thinking
I could never even kill this flow, don't forget that blow, already dead, so
Come with the bang, cause I'm coming with fangs, and I'm overhead, calling my
Spiritual animal Mustang, when I snap, everybody toast bread
Only the strong, get inside my storm, catching up my speed, in my perfect
Form, you can never reach the level that on awaken ya nin already
Gon, talking bout you in the back, showing ya ass on the keypad
You a troll always gotta go and give feedback, same dude gets on COD getting tea bagged
I don't give damn bout the way you are, still getting beat down like a co-star
Still calling me a clown when you so far, feel every little piece of my solar (Flare)
Compare to a prodigy, probably the best fit it a Genin to Hokage
I'm equip with a lot of skills, in the field, waiting for a kill, never see my grill, looking like
Kakashi, you don't wanna cross my path, don't even try to find me in the lobby
I'm waiting outside, I'm coming with fire, don't need a Bankai like Kenpachi
Try catch a body, you can have an handicap, but you can't use any plot armor
I'm blessed, I don't even need a weapon, you flexing power level of a farmer
Need no checking on my scouter, looking for a hero call Saitama
My fist to the North star Kenshiro, whole torso will explode like a llama
Better go back to your tracks little Thomas looking for drama, end up waiting in line at the pharma, I'm
In exotic gear, you're a common, lower class can pass unless your body can take a whole Genki Dama
When I respond, Toriyama can't help with a respawn
After this fight need to detox, you will be gone for centuries in my Sharigan

Here comes the master shogun, Sho'nuff I'm the chosen one
Find a fake like a smoking gun, with a backwards blade like a hit and run
Give me no cred, all I see is red, gonna bleach ya soul, hollow in head, thinking
I could never even kill this flow, don't forget that blow, already dead, so
Come with the bang, cause I'm coming with fangs, and I'm overhead, calling my
Spiritual animal Mustang, when I snap, everybody toast bread
Only the strong, get inside my storm, catching up my speed, in my perfect
Form, you can never reach the level that on awaken ya nin already
Gon, talking bout you in the back, showing ya ass on the keypad
You a troll always gotta go and give feedback, same dude gets on COD getting tea bagged
I don't give damn bout the way you are, still getting beat down like a co-star
Still calling me a clown when you so far, feel every little piece of my solar (Flare)
Compare to a prodigy, probably the best fit it a Genin to Hokage
I'm equip with a lot of skills, in the field, waiting for a kill, never see my grill, looking like
Kakashi, you don't wanna cross my path, don't even try to find me in the lobby
I'm waiting outside, I'm coming with fire, don't need a Bankai like Kenpachi
Try catch a body, you can have an handicap, but you can't use any plot armor
I'm blessed, I don't even need a weapon, you flexing power level of a farmer
Need no checking on my scouter, looking for a hero call Saitama
My fist to the North star Kenshiro, whole torso will explode like a llama
Better go back to your tracks little Thomas looking for drama, end up waiting in line at the pharma, I'm
In exotic gear, you're a common, lower class can pass unless your body can take a whole Genki Dama
When I respond, Toriyama can't help with a respawn
After this fight need to detox, you will be gone for centuries in my Sharigan