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Tamuramaro (feat. Vega7 The Ronin & DJ TMB)
by BudaMunk & ILL Conscious
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What What
The black shogun, I'm Sakanoue Tamuramaro
Embody the elder mind of the Ainu, land of Hokkaido
The Afrocentric Asian, the Jomon, the Zhou and the Mongols
Who mixed with albinos and the mulattos, the findings colossal
Denying the roots disguised with homogenous populations
Phenotypes implying the truth from moderate observations
They excavating the south and central Asia
Combatting the fact, undoubtedly black and it's not a popular conversation
Genetic factors show what they lack in deficiency
The handcrafted ceramics intact from the aborigines
The black man mastered the planet through tragic iniquities
Inland and coastal travel they had to fathom for centuries
The migratory, providing stories lost inside of your Montessori
Publics and charters all for the vibratory
For the people I kill and pillage 'til its peaceful
And when I die bury me in the village of Kurisu
The last sentence from my Sifu no men can defeat you
I've been seeking revenge for my mentor to cleanse my mental's evils
Near fatally wounded as a gentle breeze blew
No medicine just squeezed some lemon in the mizu, thought I was Sen no Rikyu
My genetics is equal to Sakanoue's
The shoguns complexions a copper shade, I'm like Yasuke with this katana blade
When my life passes just light matches don't even plot a grave
Provide my ashes to the tides that's crashing from Osaka waves
Ascend new heights, tengu flight, poison like tenchu rice
Social buzz drinking Oni blood to quench my electrolytes
Pay respects with the incense you light, custom temple rites
Ōishi Chikara before seppuku with the tempered knife
Hokkaido where the Ainu tribe was from
They outlawed the language they spoke to silence their tongue
The riots come in pitch black, they attack when the night is young
Then the bandits divide the slums, new land of the rising sun
What What
The black shogun, I'm Sakanoue Tamuramaro
Embody the elder mind of the Ainu, land of Hokkaido
The Afrocentric Asian, the Jomon, the Zhou and the Mongols
Who mixed with albinos and the mulattos, the findings colossal
Denying the roots disguised with homogenous populations
Phenotypes implying the truth from moderate observations
They excavating the south and central Asia
Combatting the fact, undoubtedly black and it's not a popular conversation
Genetic factors show what they lack in deficiency
The handcrafted ceramics intact from the aborigines
The black man mastered the planet through tragic iniquities
Inland and coastal travel they had to fathom for centuries
The migratory, providing stories lost inside of your Montessori
Publics and charters all for the vibratory
For the people I kill and pillage 'til its peaceful
And when I die bury me in the village of Kurisu
The last sentence from my Sifu no men can defeat you
I've been seeking revenge for my mentor to cleanse my mental's evils
Near fatally wounded as a gentle breeze blew
No medicine just squeezed some lemon in the mizu, thought I was Sen no Rikyu
My genetics is equal to Sakanoue's
The shoguns complexions a copper shade, I'm like Yasuke with this katana blade
When my life passes just light matches don't even plot a grave
Provide my ashes to the tides that's crashing from Osaka waves
Ascend new heights, tengu flight, poison like tenchu rice
Social buzz drinking Oni blood to quench my electrolytes
Pay respects with the incense you light, custom temple rites
Ōishi Chikara before seppuku with the tempered knife
Hokkaido where the Ainu tribe was from
They outlawed the language they spoke to silence their tongue
The riots come in pitch black, they attack when the night is young
Then the bandits divide the slums, new land of the rising sun