Perverted Monks style   '99 Style, know what I'm sayin?   Comin at cha, this how we do      Paraplegic, my fightin stance too strategic   No shadows on my kicks too much Chi horrific   To be specific, I'm comin threw with jiu-jitsu   Bone crushin bone breakin as I get into   Scorpion styles, with the speed of a cheetah   Hit your pressure points with light skills, I be   The blaster, Iron Palms is elemental   Combinations damagin nations in the mental   Cerebral cortex is obsolete   You'll die ten times if you try to test me   Taoist master, rhyme style disaster   Studied on the cliffs of mountains readin scrolls   Holdin it down, iron shirt chigung   Apprentice in the temple with Guang Jung Nim   I went through torture deadly styles I'm the author   Ingested metals, yeah they made me supernova   Triple spinnin kicks, side kicks, and hook kicks   They come much iller, so you must be Masta Killa      It's Afu, change my style, change the weather   It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever   It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever   Combinin two styles on the mic with Masta Killa      It's Afu, change my style, change the weather   It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever   It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever   Combinin two styles on the mic with Masta Killa      The great ones have searched for the righteous data   To show and prove and master the separation of matter   And seein through death, never loose conscious of self   Shed a shell keep it movin factor   Sword swing it to the temple, mental state   Danger chamber, eighth yang slang, Wu-Tang   Train private soldiers in this rap game   Like that Shanghai chinky eyed chick from Bedstuy   Wang Chung from Lafayette, Stuyversant and Malcolm X   Fifty Seven Park, it might spark, it's the heart   One blood cell, featurin Masta Kill   After dark he goes, bust gone, trust none, touch one   Young chun, prodigal son, Killa Bees disease   Home grown, flown from over seas, city under siege   Ya eyes bleed, the weed got 'em red dread   Like spinnin roundhouse kicks to the head, he dead      It's Afu, change my style, change the weather   It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever   It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever   Combinin two styles on the mic with Masta Killa      It's Afu, change my style, change the weather   It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever   It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever   Combinin two styles on the mic with Masta Killa