Watch Out Motherfucker, I Know Karate

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Watch out, motherfucker, I know karate
It’s not kung fu
It’s karate
I can break your face in a million different ways
Like my secret hundred hand slap
Your mind will be blown and your lungs will collapse

I learned from an ancient master
Each day we’d fight
And every night we’d get plastered
On sake and plum wine
Call me sub-zero ‘cause I’ll rip out your spine

Fatality
Here we go
Watch out
I know karate
Drop kicks
All up on your body
Breaking boards
Karate chops

Like a force of nature, I can never be stopped
My martial arts are amazing
Even Van Damme says I'm his favorite
I hella punch dudes with my fist
I was identified as a youth at risk
But instead of magazine subscriptions

I went door-to-door
Peddling pain inflictions
Why you wanna mess with me
I own rush hour 2 on DVD
I’ll kick you in the chin with my feet
While jinxy throws a knife
And peter spilles drops a beat

Watch out
I know karate
Backflips
All up on your body
Breaking bones
Karate chops
Like a force of nature, I can never be stopped