Lookin’ in my eyes you never wanna cross me Sensei, cuz he’s the one who taught me Bow down I’m the master chop Yo, anything you need I can blast a rock
Fee Fi Fo da Fum, I can never have enough of cuttin’ up on the run And the blade so sharp I could cut your hand My arms like a tree trunk, superman
Lookin’ for a fight I’ll win it An enemy is all I see I’m close enough and I will finish ‘Til death this fight is all of me