Oh shit
' State Aiyo that ' s Bruce Lee my n***a
Aiyo Bruce
Aiyo shit that n***a got an afro too my dude
Aiyo I knew yo ' ass wasn ' t dead my n***a
Teach me some shit move my chi
F**k one of you niggas up )
Yo
Back in your section everything goes in this battle
Chinatown wars Chinese connection
Comic book Coogi color cloth kente
Five Percent-ey avenge the death of the sensei
Break out the bad guy so I can kill ' em with styles
I ' ve been honing my craft so long I got spiderwebs on my blend tapes
In shape like a ape fresh off the Himalyan mountains
Wylin ' off bananas and grapes
Cop diesel OG Bubba and Sour Diesel
Skies burn ' cause n***a it ' s my turn like Steezo
Steady-B mentality cool seek propositions
It ' s for my killas in the streets without a pot to piss in
Don divas calm leaders beyond eager
Golden glove thugs bob and weavers
You just a non-believer that ' s hating ' cause I done hit
Every House of Blues the only thing left is coliseums
Another loose leaf who ' s chief
Give you a two-piece
To the beat
This is Bruce Lee
Get yourself f**ked up coming around here
Murder one of y ' all niggas man )
Righteous roundhouse Deathblow dojo
King of the dumb-out I ' m on my Bruce Lee mojo
Breaking bricks there ' s money to get
Or get your money stripped
We revolve around scientists
Another looseleaf who ' s chief
Give you the two-piece
Nocuit n***a
Chop suey you ' re andouille ya backflip
Double stack grip play games smash shit
Cartoons get smacked soon we black goons
Get in tune these niggas soft like sand dunes
Cats get it they bowing down the god spit it
The odd digit is seven dog you last minute
Stay ahead of these wack lames exact range
Pointed right at your eyeball we fly y ' all
Better look to the sky y ' all we up there
Roll a Benz you ask mama for bus fare
In the plush where you really should rush there
Burn your whole click leave nothing but dust there
Just the tip of the iceberg we still cold
Smash dudes and take it out of their billfold
Righteous roundhouse Deathblow dojo
King of the dumb-out I ' m on my Bruce Lee mojo
Breaking bricks there ' s money to get
Or get your money stripped
We revolve around scientists
Another looseleaf who ' s chief
Give you the two-piece
Nocuit n***a
Fly as a falcon in a cockpit
Flying cranes guillotines
Breaking down K ' s with chopsticks
Obnoxious African arts n***a my reflex sharp
I roundhouse Abdul-Jabar
I achieve doctrines Wu shu postures
Two-piece backhand niggas with no problem
Master of any street you know
Come see the Jeet-Kune Do
Iron fist lunge lethal blow
Every n***a on the street should know
' Cuh-razy not karate ' putting holes in your body
You tough niggas is the first to get shot in the party
While I ' m smoking like the samurai Afro
Taking heads discipline my enemies
F**k that I paint the town red
With the remains of y ' all
Really it ' s not a game at all
Bruce Lee n***a sweat suit gold chain and all
Let me explain something to you Super n***a
I don ' t answer questions I ask ' em
Even if I did know who killed that jive-ass brother of yours
What make you think I ' m going to tell you
Get your black ass off of my joint
Before we beat you like a rented mule)
