[00:13.170] Blood-stained katanas, black man from Ghana[00:15.270] I battle over my honor and guided by Nobunaga[00:17.869] The power in every Kada has channeled most of my Oni[00:20.341] Years later, ended up scarred, broken and lonely[00:23.293] The sword I touch been cursed by memories of war[00:25.756] Every stroke from the blade left the enemies floored[00:28.348] Challenge the lord who could afford to buy your life, clearly[00:31.081] Let you commit seppuku, not worthy of harakiri[00:33.615] Forty-five, battle-side, get ready to die[00:36.085] Over pride, commit suicide, standin' right behind[00:38.662] With the steel, Nobu samurai to the naked eye[00:41.255] I'll decide if you stay alive, hear my battle cry, mothaf—[00:44.433] Oh-eh (Huh?), eh-eh-eh[00:46.533] Eh-eh, eh-eh-eh[00:49.612] Eh (Huh?), eh-eh-eh[00:52.248] Eh-eh, eh-eh-eh[00:54.548] Eh (Huh?), eh-eh-eh[00:57.417] Eh-eh, eh-eh-eh[00:59.772] Oh-eh (Huh?), eh-eh-eh[01:02.756] Eh-eh, eh-eh-eh[01:05.400] Eh