MITSUAYA E

I'm leaving. Goddammit, I'm leaving. See me, I'm leaving. Goddammit, I'm leaving. Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff, takeoff. See Yuh. North clan with the mask. Orbs made suffocating. Got my blades up against them. See how I'm dressed up. It ain't for the logo, hold on, but the Style is something else. See, nobody care, bruh. I hit bars like Tekken. Backpack full of wild shit. Keep quiet, mild shit. While I'm writing my script and rapping, I'm here, I'm here. I re-I re-release my hatred. Come and face that final round. Steel fist and a firearm. Head kick like I'm Wu-Wrong. Violence is not always bad if you meant it With your thoughts. Come and try to change yourself. Show off what you really were. Hand in glass, limbo stance. I say, "Yeah, I'm cool." Gang class, It won't help. Who the fuck you fool? Psych. I'm in it like a mastermind. If you got something to blow, I hit it Like I'm Tyson Mike. Limbo stance in each step. Five-stringer, hook, jab. No pop shit, but not even a hood rat. Meditate in the middle of a fight. Devastation, fuck it, I'ma see the lights. Uh, yeah. Iron fist break the scene. Now I see them through. You can't tell I'm On my X-ray beam. Check the moves of the master. Too fast for the eyesight. I came to quit the mask off. Modern man. leaving. Goddammit, I'm leaving. See me, I'm leaving. Goddammit, I'm leaving.