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[intro]
oh it’s kung-fu
hiya!
(clap em up, clap em up)

[verse]
fake snakes, whack ducks
can’t a man say kick him with my chucks
kick em till their rhymes get stuck
caught up in they throat
every word that they wrote sucks
keep kicking till they whole world ducks
swing these bars like nun-chucks
kung-fu, jiu jitsu, capoeira
whatever it takes, kick em till you see em crack and break out
who let the lion out
and my mighty roar
hungry human, way more hungrier than before
eat the whole apple, even the seeds and the core
funk monk at your local record store
so old school, still so cool
like i’ve been preserved in time
resurrector of a lost art
eye doctor for the blind
holistic healer for the dark heart
stimulator of the mind
inoculate ya with the sharp darts
bullseye i cry
red eye like jesus
holy moses, burning bush
bob marley burning kush
out on some legs in bangladesh
and b-mping juni with a sunni
and i’m not even muslim or even christian
but i got people from both religions
that i listen
intuition tells me whats real and why i feel exactly how i feel
spinning through life like a wheel
chakras, shock ya ear drum
like a big momma at an opera
operating on ya limpnatic
with matic, static
loots from old dirty records out in the attic
and i’m an addict
can’t kick the funky asthmatic
dudes been payed, now its time to pay the dues
before we get rude
for eating up our food
double dipping in the pot
and ya’ll doing it a lot
a little too much
step wrong, step out with a crutch
while i laugh and twist a dutch
watch out for can’t kicks cobra clutch
you might mistake him for a crip, trip, slip blood
catch my stare
might look like i don’t care
black pic with my fist in my big black hair
pick it out, now beef is flying everywhere
like bullets from my mullets
black like a sk!llet, or a sh-g
red, black and green flag
always heavy green in my weed bag
and still stay holy and the hearts still praise to god
with my art
create from the big creator
so each creation gets elevated
so its the way i saturate it
the whole system
and caused a spark
you can call it fire

[skit]

- dudley perkins

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