[Napoleon Da Legend verse]
Yo Nomadic traveler toe tag a haggler
Samurai vernacular the erudite trafficker
Andromaque de Scythian my battery pack is lithium
My lineage goes back to the times of the Corinthians
It’s the perennial punishing finishing move
With my mistress cooking ton of Dominican food
Yasuke Chikara I’m a walking powder keg
Plant a ten foot pole as a display for a coward’s head
Playing Sudoku disloyal friend perform Seppuku
Goku with the beaucoup bucks without the Susu
Soul food eat before the war we go through
We bend thе old rules and market this music with higher morals
Skip thе tutorials jump into the action egotistically
Once I did better some people start to get pissed at me
Things I used to think were difficult became simple
The human brain fickle what comes easy gains little
I speak in plain riddles explode in the paint no dribbles
Single slash make the blood down ya nose trickle
Miyamoto Musashi with the 2 swords
Blades slice ya heart out ya chest what you move for?

[Napoleon Da Legend Hook x2]
Not knowing is Buddha not seeing is a flower
Gold coins to a cat not moving is power
Under the cherry blossom where the sky at the bottom
Ten people ten colors you’ll know when I shot em
Wiser than a grey hair on a monk and a bear drunk
Pork belly ass punks yo we tear chunks
Of lungs and intestines and we send em to intensives
Then go home, drink a tea and sit there pensive
Reevaluate the deeds I did
My last supper with a supple piece of beef I bit
So Zen-like hopping in a Benz with old friends
Bumping Stevie Wonder reminiscing on my old sins
I took many lives to get my name known
Soiled by the blood of the devil since day old
Walk strong like Bok Choy root
Koi fish blue fuck around destroy this fool
Gonzo Hattori Hanzo shorty in my condo
Akira Toriyama in the back playing bongos
Ichiban Po beat Tao Pai Pai
Then abruptly leave the scene with no bye byes

[Napoleon Da Legend Hook x2]
Not knowing is Buddha not seeing is a flower
Gold coins to a cat not moving is power
Under the cherry blossom where the sky at the bottom
Ten people ten colors you’ll know when I shot em