92euce - KL 3: Final Round Lyrics

Step to Johnny, and you'll be headed for a fall
Cuz I'm gonna punch you in your f*ckin' balls
Oh, my Lord
Aw naw
Ya

Willows weep, the heavens cry
A river as the light of the morning hides
Before the plot thickens you gotta make a decision
Be smart and step aside or lose ya head and die
Quick stab, the Budo he speak could lower health
Dick jab a kunoichi below the belt
Attack of the killer Kung-Fu wolf bitch
John did not move to the Boons for this bullshit
Weaponry by telepathy, lead chucker genetics
Your dependence on cybernetics quite pathetic
Behead the heathen believing my clan won't leave him leaking
It ain't conceited to say that you'll be concedin'
No need in fleeing. Try to Jet, you ain't succeedin'
Lines reachin' like a flying guillotine
My ability's to turn assets into liabilities
Like I shape shifted into ya greatest enemy
You a copycat killa. I kill a copycat
You just body bag filler, I zip up body bags
Brutally body them with the upper body limbs
The Shaolin under that bladed brim gotta be Donnie Yen

I'm going
Hanzo Hasashi with a Hanzo Hatori
Forged in the flames of vengance, continuing my story
Of misery, pain and stress
Victories over yella-bellied enemies presented as this cinematic game of death
Test your luck in bloodsport, I'll sport your blood
For sure force your guts upon pagoda floorboards
Eye lids get wide splitted for this Thai clinching
Five venoms, spine ripping, rhyme spitting
I'm giving Divine lyrics. The mic drippin' ya life liquid
As you lie twitching memorize my image and die with it
I done slaughtered so much, fam
The count got split between two moving vans. Damn
Kuai Liang, muthaf*cka. Who are you?
Feeling froggy, sucka? Jump. I'll uppercut you through the roof
Shadow striker, heart black as the night when fighters collided
And the fate of a man's mortality was decided
3-minute punches from a 2026 stance
I hear a lot of talk but don't see walk like Crips dance
Or GOD in its physical performing a miracle
What I'm writing like a bolt of lightning striking fear in you
Visions of the future appeared to you. Someone near to you
Is gonna disappear from you. Now, what you think I'm here to do?
Hammer, sais, blade, don't matter who run the government
I'll show khan, show da khan 4 arms for punishment
Don't speak of me without checking ya tone or language
I find it comically irresponsible and dangerous
Be careful how you reference me
Or a missing head and spine will form a fountain for ya neck to bleed
Muthaf*cka