Everybody was kung fu fighting
Kicks as fast as lightning
And my sense is guiding me through endless writing
And it might seem frightening
But it's not it's my thing
So come out your hiding
It's just Kenpo striking (kia)
I accept your challenge, right here right now
Right or left, south paw bro I know them all
Muay thai, kenpo, dragon, tiger claw
Y'all I'm rude when I brawl like I'm Steve Seagal
See, all I gotta do is get loose like I'm fluid dude
Rolling up my sleeves on my Gi and get into it
You and who, him and them?
Line up in a single file
One on one, all for one
End up in a bigger pile
Rojas Kenpo, I'm full contact
Attacking in the mental I'm beyond the mat
The ambiance of martial arts is constant
Nunchucks chucking when I step in the mosh pit
Win Chung dummy getting splintered apart
My escrima sticks whipping and I'm chipping the bark
What are you, a pink belt? I'll give you a head start
Kumite killin', with the spirit of Ed Parker
Way of the intercepting fist to your floating rib
Leave your guard open again and get a second hit
Breathe in through the nose, out the mouth
I admire your courage for trying to come and duke it out
Papa never taught me how to knock a brother out
Vatos in the barrio would try to take me out
Enrolled in the temple till I'm all Kenpo'd out
Now I clothesline the biggest baddest cholo in the crowd
Underground cockfight, like a pitbull's bite
Stricken in the jaw as the canine gnaws
Gnashing of the teeth, from the blood you've lost
People stand in disbelief as it floods across
You knew the pros and cons, the pain I cause
Your blood is oozing lots
Need towels and gauze
I stand in my neutral bo with feet aligned
You're better off jumping the fence to feed the lions
Everybody was kung fu fighting
Kicks as fast as lightning
And my sense is guiding me through endless writing
And it might seem frightening
But it's not it's my thing
So come out your hiding
It's just Kenpo striking (kia)
Look at me, I'm a Kenpo practitioner
Speed like a velociraptor launching in Jurassic times
Pistons pumping adrenaline in its purest form
War is the last of the resort
Your style is taken hostage
Organized commandos of the Circle of Iron
Words catapult through your spine
When Kenpo strikes, huh
It's Kumite time
Everybody was kung fu fighting
Kicks as fast as lightning
And my sense is guiding me through endless writing
And it might seem frightening
But it's not it's my thing
So come out your hiding
It's just Kenpo striking (kia)
Me and Hugo go to China Town roads bro
Him in his clean fade and me in my cornrows
Picking out uniforms for a tournament storm
Black belt sparring music weapons and forms
Ain't that the dude with the tae kwon do shoes
Who was hating on them Kenpo cats from my crew?
Didn't we spar with him early '92
At the Challenge of the Dragons I dropped him in a few
He's giving you the evil eye and mad dogs
Let's pay for the uniforms and were gone
I walk out the front, he follows closely
Reaching for his pistol
He's trying to smoke me
Back flip kick and chip his front teeth
His homeboy's blocking off the whole streets
Run the guns are gonna fire rapidly
They think you're Dolph Lundgren and I am Brandon Lee
I'm right behind you bro, don't abandon me
Let's hide inside of the trash till set free
So freaking close I wrecked my clean clothes
Koreans multiplying like sheets from Kinko's
But they don't know Tae Bo like Hugo
Fifth degree Black belt Chinese Kenpo
An honorary black belt melts my whole soul
Let's jump out of this dump, dude, lets go
Ready to pop lock, dog we stretched out
Attacked by a flock and threw their backs out
Some couldn't stand the pain and passed out
Paralyzed in the physical, life says lights out
License to kill at will if I must
You'll sense infinite skill when I bust
In the streets, in the ring
Better praise the King
Find something to cling on
Dragon tail swings
Everybody was kung fu fighting
Kicks as fast as lightning
And my sense is guiding me through endless writing
And it might seem frightening
But it's not it's my thing
So come out your hiding
It's just Kenpo striking (kia)