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Ninja Is a Ninja [Bonus Track] (Ninjaman) · 6 Foot 7 Foot (DJ Cover This) · 6 Foot 7 Foot (Lil Wayne) · 6 Foot 7 Foot (Lil Wayne) · La Ninja: Amor and Other Dreams of Manzanita (Mia Doi Todd) · Nano Ninja (Kindzadza) · Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles III (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Beverly Hills Ninja (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Inner Ninja EP (Classified) · Ninja Tune: The Shadow Years (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


'cause I may have drowned 
Hotel notepad, three pens for five dollars 
Black, red and blue, recommended by scholars 
On foot, talking loud and telling
We move like ninjas in the winter
Brown-skin Adonis, slugs to the stomach, blood gush like Ramic
Mad man's bionic, check the weather climate
Strike
deformed 

Swarm dorms, sting birds, fling verbs like mean curbs 

Strike three, mics flee, I infect em with green germs, ringworm 

'cause I'm filthy
I was talking to my friend Tommy, he's almost 6.3 years old. I said, "Is it just me, or has
Power Rangers gone to shit this season?" and he shook his
Revolutionary, scary
Thought provoking, spoken
Words of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three making us free in my
Revolutionary, scary
Thought provoking, spoken,
Words of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three making us free in my
Revolutionary, scary
Thought provoking, spoken
Words of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three making us free in my
autobahn inertia dance 
And curb them herped love bugs by the cursed final curtain clamp
Another savior with his foot cold stuck in his mouth 
I play that
movie,
So this is take 3,
Where Luda step foot,
Out in Phoenix, AZ,
Super Bowl, super hoes,
Drivers on stroll,
So I put the call in,
To Willie
If, If you are listening to the new Z-trip album on Hollywood Records, We're here we're being silly, we got supernatural, Z-trip. I'm Murs and I like
it with a foot up your ass, and it's still there
I cares not about your click or the block
I'm still that same bitch to run up in your spot and knock
I'm happily married with a house and three mistresses
Even with the beard I'm not as hairy as my sister is
Got a new Hummer, two Ferraris, and some
and download every rhyme that I spit
You could pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip
None of those rhymes is on the album bitch
It's a storage facility where I
in the way
and she's 5 foot 3 hair brown eyes green
with the cutest fucking ass that a boys ever seen
and i'm thinking as I'm winking that there's
myself
I be drinkin' by myself, livin' shrinkin' like an elf
Next I wished for wealth, 90 million in the bank account
Young niggaz with money, that's
[ Murs ]
There's a party goin on, in my mind, that is
But really it's my crew and these three white kids
One brother, one sister, some other mister
I
either get down
Or get done...ugh

[Tak]
Ayo, this just in, at five foot ten, mysterious african
Slight build, ???? with nice skills
Over by the ledge,
wit' us, I'll put a foot up yo ass

Collect calls from the pen so I catch it in the kitchen
The homie say, send him naked pictures of bitches
And if
dirty dishes
But the Genie in the Lamp gave Tash like 30 wishes
First I wished for health 'cause I be thinkin' bout myself
I be drinkin' by myself,
Skeltah album called... 
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?