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