[kung fu sample]
"In the samurai's code of conduct, discipline is everything, the goal
is to release the arrow with perfect form, if the form is true, so too will be
the arrow's flight"

[Cilvaringz]
I swing swords, darts, arrows, knives
I bring death, misery and pain in sight
Cross the border with the hatchet of a slain farmer
Elaine's Ghana's finest death machine, the anaconda
Throats she used to suffocate, with the robe of Peder
She march with a calm sword, walking straight into Medina
Talking bout who's the lord of flaming saddles
Then spots a Galilean with a Roman helmet throwing blazing arrows
At her weaklings, like Sinuhe at Nefer's precinct
Forsook the knowledge Nazareth was teaching
See now he preaching at the gates of Christ, ashamed of light
Forever dwelling in the dark, with 6 devils on his side
Elaine's sword swung for freedom, but he shut both his eyes
As to what I swing, I sing of knowledge in life
The samurai code of conduct son
The calm sword's my iron armor
yo Bronze bomb 'em, disarm 'em

[Bronze Nazareth]
Yo my hands are swelled
Holding blades that take a man to hell
I'm Hungrier than cancer cells
Swords swing out the mantis realm
Chop cilia, Nazarene walked amongst the trilobite
Bent light prisms rays, perforate 'em thru a dust mite
anthropomorphic portraits painted like Bradley Tomlin
Bronzeman was weakend leavin Merit in the calm wind
Exiled to brawl with cyclops on mountain tops
Sacrified lots, stabbed his eye with bones from the thigh of an ox
A great tree has fallen in the forests of hope
No one'll notice accept the lotus which grows around his cloak
She expounded astounding thoughts on growing Co-sanguineal
Refused armor's protection so Delilah's fangs will
Shed, rip, and tear more than the claws of a bear
Fighting with frantic swords, splittin atoms of air
Ignored was the hidden message of Merit's womanly blessings
To complete the square, knowledge, understandin, wisdom's essence
Swing it calm to concentrate on the lessons
Swing it calm to concentrate on the lessons

[kung fu sample]
"the sound of a string perfectly plucked, is said to bring spiritual
enlightenment to the archer, and strike fear in the hearts of his enemies"