Welcome to the Wu Dojo

[oDoUoSoKo]

whether the Wu dojo or the house of sparring, ima douse ya arson
with a thousand cartons of lactose intolerant, plowing bar's in
where in the world is carmen? san diego, rammin case loads of hate flows
into fake hoes, take those, those being peso's
ya broke ass, wouldnt know class, if you taught math
u talked right into my trap and caught wrath

[Visionz]

ahaa^nice

On the warpath smash brickwalls witha wreckingballs
Whole legions fall like justice when the towers murdered us all
Boots stompin, guns poppin murder squadron enprison with no pardons
Got a hard-on for injustice, they just rushed us with media tapes
Mind rapes, false images across the landscape, motivate hate
And self-doubt, no better route and no way out, sippin stout
& smokin tryin to figure out cuz without a doubt, I'm not leavin
This game with no clout, fertilize the terf before I ever plant seed
I want a whole library the lil' kid can read, recognize that greed
Is the reason for the need, selfish mouths give none for others to feed
Raise em' with respect for everyones future, bleeding wound of now needs sutures

[Supreme-NRT]

Again steppin in the game, slashin yo veins
armed to the teeth, I bring pure pain
to your brain, leaving you numb
destroying every nerve, you cant even feel your thumb
clearly left outshined
when words spoken, ear drums are poken
you are left without the ability to hear
ears useless, you stop to breath
ironiclly left chokin in the middle of the field
incapacitated fully, with a heart dipped with deepest grieve

[Mantra]

The games thorobred in hells borough
Decapitation expert, style it down sterile
Farewell , real soldier harping whales
Dream of the good living, life's a prison
Rhymes are the bars, free dumb from afar
Spontaneous sparring master
smoke-out melt the plaster
Divine state, were in the planet of the apes
Crush you grape jelly-roll rappers
Defiant design rhyme crafter
Favorite rappers Ol' Dirty bastard(r.i.p.)
Fatherless style rapture
Clones tortured after theyr'e captured

[suav3]

handle numbers like em bankers..
heavy artillery like em army tankers..
slow down the whip, guns grippd, soldiers come flank ya..
feds try stick em to the paper like a stamp does..
slight evidence so im deep undercovers..
with the other parties babies mothers, have em dissappear lookin like suiciders...
outer planetary swagger, more then the big bang,tryna colldie with us..
apocalypse your whole fuccin world mother fuckers...

i said it before im only out for em starbucks, venti paper, nd plenty lovers..

[suav3]

chicken heads i toss em in the coupe.. no use for em eggs cause they only suckin on the cock fool..
im on that mission impossible, navigation in the whip so its summin like A tomtom cruise..
guns buts leads to bruise, smarten up where the cash dude before you catchin tsunamis from the board you cant surf dude..
im the er doctor all my patients be critical, lookin all pitifull, afthermath with the confrontation with magnum crew..
bag the jewels nd the cash fast like mr flash.. gordon with the shotgun leave guys sleepy with no yawning..
aint waking up to see no more mornings, loud mouths turn mute no more talking..

[suav3]

you should feel it in your bones its about to rain..
more shells then a sea food joints oyster buffet..
no ricochets direct hits like em targets at the shooting range..
iced out pinky ring trying to take over the world with my brain..
hard to take out the game like wine nd blood stains..
im what makes a king transform in to the lions maine..
im the virus in the game that has everyone zombie in 28 days..
i love my greens come personally to collect my salary..
competitions bitches only complainin in they princess diaries..
you want beef then ill provide the iron for your vitality..
actually have you come to sense with death and mortality..
only immortal is your soul and im taking over this land of the physical..
my spiritual mingle with good nd evil... so i guess im stuck in between like a cripple..
feens stuck on the product like a label, choppin sticky trees no maple..
got my paper together no staples, plenty of babyz no craddle..
just dinner and the penthouse, fuck then see you later..

[suav3]

downshifitin, with the gifted linguistics, break down my competition lets get it poppin............................................ .

im on that heavy wieght no diets..
the feds dont wanna touch us like prison riots..
small alliance, means no defiance, never see the clients..
cant board my ship cause we the pirates..
got this money making production down to a science..
plenty labs where we produce the pies in...
........................ writers block fuckkkkkk

[BornPower]

the slow flows of opponents drip
from broken bits of bones chipped
focused and cold against the skin
locust rotate, then blow the gate infection
infiltrate corrections
lungs inflate with rigorous training methods
yang's image reflected in ponds
peasants get bombed relentless
this minister with swift palms spits calm scriptures
psalms written on bronze columns split rivers of thought
rotten timbers are dropped into bottomless depths
as I contemplate the politics of death
blazin hollowtips plot on alarm clockin rest
consecrated and concentrated it hit's Jayhova's witnesses
they only apprentices
hydrogen tinted winds blow fences in
expose scrolls with cold pens
opponents fold, chokin on focused strength

[suav3]

cant steeze with finesse, drop em off in the land of abyss...
rock rings with the vets, with your girl more blues'd then em crips..
shotgun will replace your chest, with nothing less then bearings for bullets..
and a few traces of organs, let your fam keep from being a donor...
you like dennis rodman after he fucked with madonna...
got hot with the rocks hittin the water, around the ways started feeling like a sauna..
cant even identify em with the coroner, have you die like a smuggled foriegner..
no need for the feds to put the story up, i hate to give my lawyer bucks....
then bail money for him to bail you out, rather scale you out...
that mean break em down, distributed all across the town...
or cop a pound, and let it go off in jus one round....
or fly in a fleet, and let off when ever you want now....
what you want pal...

[Sleep Sinatra]

whoever wantin agony Sleep the majesty crush ya faculty/
tired-of-busters-frontin like they tough shit but actually/
they'll be the 1st to get a musket stuck up they cavity/
be really "talkin shit" when i cock-it an blast-the-piece/
random acts of savagry faggots aint got no hope/
ironic as fuck like Folk niggas rockin "gold" ropes/
the-doctor-i-close-throats cuz thats the only way u "gettin deep"/
fuck-pissin-ill make u shit-ya-sheets-an-quickly lick the skeet/
u facin sick defeat an cant spit so why try?/
herbs get played more than soundclick beats on hi-fi!

[Silencer Ak 47]

I get it flickin
when the storms drift in those black clouds
I'm all ninja down in dis sect-z
who da what da where da
in the heeeeeelll the real battlez on
letz take it back to the gravez so I can slave your ass
drag your ass in a hole filled with spikes and gazolene
flick a match to bury your shitty styles
who got burnt clown

[Silencer Ak 47]

I ain't got no gatz but I let these bitches scat
the same time they they holding a fucking gat
If I get shot Oh well Just check me at 6:00
on your televesion fuck the copz

[Silencer Ak 47]

Lets Get it PILLS means pussy I love lickin serious A thousand mgz
I Got a Doctor By the Name Of Dr.Vitalz Stupid
Askin me these dumbass Questionz
to get a prescript
My prescriptz a 1,000 mgz
of theoriez hallucigantz can't p.s.y.c. [email protected]
I go in the wardz get is smash in the queen crazy thong
after that the nurse ask me
what you doing over there in the female cection
I say what do you think
The voices tells me she got a phat ass
sneak in her room at 12 midnight
spend the whole fuckin night
kill the bipolar out her brainsight
p.s.y.c Kotic life

[Silencer Ak 47]

Im back in the killa hillz fortrezz
Get your thoughts lost
my wordz toss your brain
wit medicationz a thousand milligrams obtain
on the block as if hatin killaz cock block pussylips
I rule all ova the fortrezz
get your thoughts lost
lil wayne's mars brain can't top my plutonic
his cream get ambush by my militanteam
crunk be the flick scripture
the drug game sold out
come with some new shit to pump
Yeah I respect the grind
don't respesct it if kids die
fo gettin high
bless my flow as if cream all over my dark universe ghetto
Kotic Zun Respect da Flow
Bitoch......