Chop Chop Ninja Lyrics - Inspectah Deck

What are the true keys to be in the ninja? 

Just an all black perfect vision and their movement is in silence 

What are the true keys to be in the ninja? 

Just an all black perfect vision and their movement is in silence 

This is Shaolin, Shaolin, this is Shaolin, Shaolin 

This is Shaolin, Shaolin, Shaolin 

This is Shaolin, this is Shaolin, this is Shaolin 

Shaolin, Shaolin 

Get away from there, shit 

Yeah, oh shit, fresh from the lands of Shaolin, nigga 

Check this shit out man, yo 

He threw a kick at me, I back slapped him, I pulled out the mack 

He kicked it out of my hand, [Incomprehensible] 

Yo, a place where you niggas get it on 

And I think it evolved around three hundred racks and thirty stacks 

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See I black on yell, I was dusted with all my bangles on 

Shoe rings clusted, shorty Black, he was there, this is my nigga 

Check the bullshitty, Jap' China man 

He threw a sword right through his Wu-shit 

Now he's throwing stars at the kid 

I'm jumpin' over my car, yo, tryin' to get to my glove box 

And Sheik got the door open, gash in my Ceasar 

My sneakers got red on it, know that's blood 

We threw a piece of a chain, with a long blade on it 

And the nigga was buckwild 

I'm dunking and dodging, tryin' to stick him with my little blade 

Bringing some trouble 

I got to the glove box, I threw two shots 

He disappeared 

What are the true keys to be in the ninja? 

Just an all black perfect vision and their movement is in silence 

What are the true keys to be in the ninja? 

Just an all black perfect vision and their movement is in silence 

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This is Shaolin, Shaolin, this is Shaolin, Shaolin 

This is Shaolin, Shaolin, Shaolin 

This is Shaolin, this is Shaolin, this is Shaolin 

Shaolin, Shaolin 

Now stay there like it ain't nothing to face fear 

Flowers by the grave of the niggas who say where 

Straight chair, 'cause I don't play fear 

Feel retaliation, I'ma shake him just to scrape from my suede pair 

He told me yo wait right here, son I've been there 

Rip your pockets of, plus nothing your damn hair 

Broad day even with Jake there 

Serious, last time you saw me I was rocking the same stair 

Do or die, you or I, cousin I pray for you 

Forgive me for my sins, father this is what they made me do 

Nonsense called me the slaving fool, rather than play the fool 

I resort to the way they gaze at you 

What are the true keys to be in the ninja? 

Just an all black perfect vision and their movement is in silence 

What are the true keys to be in the ninja? 

Just an all black perfect vision and their movement is in silence 

This is Shaolin, Shaolin, this is Shaolin, Shaolin 

This is Shaolin, Shaolin, Shaolin 

This is Shaolin, this is Shaolin, this is Shaolin 

Shaolin, Shaolin 

The year of the bullshit 

Why me, the nigga had A-6 on a three hundred dollar bill 

But you don't scare me, white and blood hear me 

You laugh with a sinister grin, the sun went down 

This is Grand Mao, I'm sweating still, rubbed my square 

Probably under a chair 

Black hood on and sporting a gray beard 

Respect mine, I'll take on your head blind 

The nigger got caught up and left niggas sporting a necktie 

Skip town, slide to Westside 

See as I ridin' on my hides to a mountainous tide