Artist: Tha Beggas Album: Changing Classics Song: Traditional Kung Fu Typed by: Tha Masta [Intro: Buda Love over kung fu fighting samples] Okay, okay, check it, what? What? Just stay tough and relax your soul... Relax your soul... [Buda Love] Douce the men with power from the thousands towers Technique of spider, crazy vagabond disciples Still roping those who approaches my dojo Was open, Red tassle spears floating Super Eagle Claw choking, boost open super stars open their chest, vest A cardiac arrest, test, this positive results From a kung fu cult, so spiritual boxing taught From long ancient practice, super-conscious mathematics In the violence of martial arts is the Clan of War Gods Pay homage to the immortal supreme Gods We live by God, in the home of Islam Peace, Allah U Akbar, gijin, sayonara [Long Axe] Cornered in the world, abstract be my escape The scenery, a cinema, twisted levels of hate Fire grips the mood, the stone surrounds the sword Images corrupt the plans, everybody on the floor Right the oddity of war, people see but don't agree Live in three parallels but don't have capacity Steal the body from the head 'til it's physically dead And Wu Chi means complete, when in peace we never bled Stick together like forever or correct peace signs Let we travel out my way for today is just a day Getting carried away, into, my chapel With the parable sin, it's just historical oracle Make a fade, make a way for my outlet to eject To complex life and it's trife, what you respect? In the chamber of life, it's night now Today, slaying torch to the lies When they act like they need it, looking straight into your eyes Carry my body to the next twenty-four, seven days I sour And now my body is sore, Begga Clan supreme Like the sunlight gleams, other crews race in time Trying to catch our, catch our, catch our themes Catch our themes, catch our themes... [Chorus: Buda Love] To the abbotts and the masters that passed away To the clans and kung fu men of today You better check your technique and watch how we do When we express, traditional kung fu [Majik Sword] Black activist, drunken fist is the style Responsible for the homicide, meanwhile I practice by breaking cinder bricks by the pile I seal the cracks in your fucking cheeks if you smile It's all about penetration, when dealing with retaliation In the great Asian nation, stars shooting For the gifts of emeralds, jewels, the legendary pools Double impact moves and killa cracks made to sooth For individuals in possession of bloody tools Just stay cool and relax your soul The Begga Clan's on the scene and we in control If you try to get hype, I put your breath on hold Be bold, your body be blue and cold Stiff as a mould when I pulled your card Your only choice was to fold, peace out, I gotta roll (Boy, watch your soul) [Hook: Majik Sword] Just stay cool and relax your soul The Begga Clan's on the scene and we in control [Hook and chorus repeat sometimes overlapping eachother to fade w/ variations at times] [Outro: Majik Sword] Yo, it's the Long Axe, the Persian Killer, the Majik Sword