Artist: Lone Ninja
Album:  Covert Operative EP
Song:   Enter the Holographic Pagoda
Typed by: snakeeyes@inbox.com

[Verse 1: Lone Ninja]
Oppose the enemy squadron, pagoda heavily guarded
Opponents better flee my foes are dearly departed		
Behold there's plenty of carnage, I'm Plumb loco
You're pummeled in dojo, when rumbling toe to toe		   
Hurt with fatal blows you jerk I'm worth my weight
In gold you may get rode in a hurst I urge you take 
It slow apply pressure stepped inside sector, with wretched 
Violent temper, slice and sever left right and center	 
Threaten and startle, you wept in sorrow I'm getting 
In quarrels with veterans, that rest on their laurels		
It's too late to try to make amends in cruelest place
It's time to face your end I mutilate obliged to 
Take revenge, herbs act tough knowing they wasn't rugged
You're smacked up want to make something of it		 
Mad traps scattered, I been a rough rebel 
Last man standing, when the dust settles		  
I'm a tidal wave with a storm you got seasick
Spies will gaze and will swarm, I'm top secret		
You're skating on thin ice you'll bite the bullet slug
I'll cave in your windpipe it's time pull the plug 

[CHORUS: Lone Ninja (2X)]
I'll discard the gat from your holster, holler back at the soldier
I'm the god of havoc, enter the holographic pagoda
You target practice I'll smoke you, overwhelm and offend you
My world is suspenseful, step into the realm of potential

[Verse 2: Lone Ninja]
Prepare to get in your battle stance; the timid won't have a chance
It's perilous you're near the cliff of an avalanche	
I've broken the shackles I go on the prowl
With the soldier's apparel throw in the towel			
Lone Ninja pose threat won't give ya no rest
Grotesque, foes in a cold sweat			 
Not concerned about the hearsay I toss them down 
The staircase, cause turn about is fair play	
Don't compete with sergeant I'm nobly regarded
Hold the heat and cartridge foes will heave and vomit         		 
Approach me with homage or I'll fix your wagon
Diss the captain and get hit with the fist of Samson		  
Vicious and I'm violent, I'm rank and gully par
You lived to tell about it, so thank your lucky stars         		
Shuttle with jetpack, I come were you rest at
Suckers should step back or suffer a set back                  		 
Rattled sabers, encroached were you slept
Graphic nature, I'll choke you to death			 
Kill the noise, clap, bang can't avoid shots rang
At point blank range, your boys got slain 

[CHORUS]