African Samurai

[Verse: Denzel Curry] Blood-stained katanas, Black man from Ghana I battle over my honor and guided by Nobunaga The power in every kata has channeled most of my Oni Years later, ended up scarred, broken and lonely The sword I touch been cursed by memories of war Every stroke from the blade left the enemies floored Challenge the lord who could afford to buy your life, clearly Let you commit seppuku, not worthy of hara-kiri Forty-five, battle-side, get ready to die Over pride, commit suicide, standin' right behind With the steel, noble samurai to the naked eye I'll decide if you stay alive, hear my battle cry, motherf— [Outro] Oh-eh (Huh), eh-eh Eh-eh, eh-eh Eh (Huh), eh-eh Eh-eh, eh-eh Eh (Huh), eh-eh Eh-eh, eh-eh Eh (Huh), eh-eh Eh-eh, eh-eh Eh