Sixty-five samurai's in a Pontiac GTO
GTO
Samurai
Sixty-five samurai's in a Pontiac GTO
GTO
Samurai
Onwards towards my noble death
Immobilizing all my enemies with a chope to the head
I'm a poet with beats as sharp as swords
Feel the bass stab your eardrums and leave you deaf
I'm a samurai that smells like flowers
Ferdinand the Bull meets Austin Powers
Rurouni Kenshin in the fifth dimension
Tony Soprano with the hypertension
My body is infused with poisonous toxins
You're horny like an entire pod of dolphins
I'm focusing on putting these beats in a coffin
Like GunGrave I'm a demon with a calling
The eighth demon at the gates of hell
Infuse your blood with gun powder
And ignite you like a bombshell
Bow bow bow bow bow bow bow
Sixty-five samurai's in a Pontiac GTO
GTO
Samurai
Sixty-five samurai's in a Pontiac GTO
GTO
Samurai