RedCloud - When Kenpo Strikes
(from the album Is This Thing On?)
© copyright 2001
(hook) Everybody was kung fu fighting,
fists 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!
(verse 1) 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've 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 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 ribs, 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. Poppa
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 clothes
line the biggest baddest cholo in the crowd. Underground cockfight, like a
pitbulls bite... Stricken in the jaws as the k9 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 are better off...jumping
the fence to feed the lions.
-hook (bridge) 'kumite" -hook
(verse 2) Me and Hugo go to china town's roads bro Him and his clean fade and
me in my cornrows. Picking up uniforms for tournament storm Black belt sparring
music weapons and forms Ain't that the dude in the tae kwon do shoes That
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 dawgs 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 street Run
the guns are gonna fire rapidly They think you are 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 there 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 skills when I bust In the street
in the ring, better praise the King. Find something to cling on...Dragon tail swings.