My Kung Fu (feat. Soup Dogg)
My Kung Fu is better than yours
Yes, you see, I practice superior forms
And transcend mortal weaknesses, channel my Chi
And put an end to foes battling me
I’m not just another kid with the slap chop
In fact, I pack spots, cause I rap hot
Who would’ve thought that a nerd so strong
And Hong Kong is where my flow belongs
You see, everybody wanna see me throw a fire ball
Why a fire ball? Is this a dire brawl?
Where I might end up sprawled out in the spire hall
Listening to my squire call out as his sire falls
In that case, I’d throw a Hadouken
And counter quickly with a Shoryuken
You done, dude, when the kid come through
You’re now fucking with the new Kung Fu
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
What you gonna do when I come through with my Kung Fu
A series of strikes you shall succumb to
I can damage ya like mack moves, please excuse the
mispronunciation
‘Cause my fists bring devastation
I’m as smooth as satin, when I be combatin’
Skip the chattin’ or you end up flattened
Your Kung Fu is wack and soggy
I could teach a thing or two to Kesuke Miyagi
Deadly like bleach and ammonia
So be afraid because I’m quick to own ya
Bring the blade like Sonya, your style’s bologna
Leave you weak and wilted like an old begonia
You’re as formidable a foe as Glass Joe
Let me know when you’re ready to go
Cut your ear off, call you Vincent Van Gogh
I’m a fast moving, face bruising, Kung Fu pro
Peep the ninja star throw
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
Be like water… wind and flame
Be like earth… stone and crane
Be like willows, flowing in the breeze
And the Chi follows mind in harmony when you breathe
Or so I’ll let you believe… You see
I’m on a level you won’t ever achieve
I know it’s hard to perceive that I’m better than the Shaolin
But my power is over 9000
That means… you can lick my dragon balls
And walk away before the fucking meat wagon’s called
I’m what’s lurking behind Chuck’s beard
No wonder that this old dumb fuck’s feared
I’m like Seagal with a little less grey
Mixed with Van Damme with a little less gay
Mixed with Stallone with a little less lisp
Mixed with Vin Diesel with a lot more dick
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
My Kung Fu is better than yours
Yes, you see, I practice superior forms
And transcend mortal weaknesses, channel my Chi
And put an end to foes battling me
I’m not just another kid with the slap chop
In fact, I pack spots, cause I rap hot
Who would’ve thought that a nerd so strong
And Hong Kong is where my flow belongs
You see, everybody wanna see me throw a fire ball
Why a fire ball? Is this a dire brawl?
Where I might end up sprawled out in the spire hall
Listening to my squire call out as his sire falls
In that case, I’d throw a Hadouken
And counter quickly with a Shoryuken
You done, dude, when the kid come through
You’re now fucking with the new Kung Fu
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
What you gonna do when I come through with my Kung Fu
A series of strikes you shall succumb to
I can damage ya like mack moves, please excuse the
mispronunciation
‘Cause my fists bring devastation
I’m as smooth as satin, when I be combatin’
Skip the chattin’ or you end up flattened
Your Kung Fu is wack and soggy
I could teach a thing or two to Kesuke Miyagi
Deadly like bleach and ammonia
So be afraid because I’m quick to own ya
Bring the blade like Sonya, your style’s bologna
Leave you weak and wilted like an old begonia
You’re as formidable a foe as Glass Joe
Let me know when you’re ready to go
Cut your ear off, call you Vincent Van Gogh
I’m a fast moving, face bruising, Kung Fu pro
Peep the ninja star throw
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
Be like water… wind and flame
Be like earth… stone and crane
Be like willows, flowing in the breeze
And the Chi follows mind in harmony when you breathe
Or so I’ll let you believe… You see
I’m on a level you won’t ever achieve
I know it’s hard to perceive that I’m better than the Shaolin
But my power is over 9000
That means… you can lick my dragon balls
And walk away before the fucking meat wagon’s called
I’m what’s lurking behind Chuck’s beard
No wonder that this old dumb fuck’s feared
I’m like Seagal with a little less grey
Mixed with Van Damme with a little less gay
Mixed with Stallone with a little less lisp
Mixed with Vin Diesel with a lot more dick
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup
No one’s better… No ones gon’ be
We got the moves that y’all don’t really wanna see
My Kung Fu, yup, yup
It’s my Kung Fu… yup