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[red one]
Dreaded fist from the northwest...
First before my verse make boodah bless you
Because he blessed me in form of smoke from a tree
With abilities to summon powers of the dreaded fist
As a lyricist to the world as a terrorist
So from a distance you see shrapnel and debris
And in an instant you've got to recognize it's me
Black belt afferent to the eighth degree
The champion is me red one
Because i be the, a veteran, me all veteran
I'm gettin' on with the knowledge
To make moves strong, and abolish