Samurai

作曲 : Wasalu Jaco p/k/a: Lupe Fisaco

And they say, and they say, and they say, say

What they say, what they say now?

They say, they say

Uh-huh, uh-huh

They say, they say

I'd like to welcome everybody out

To the Samurai

They say, they say, they say

Indeed, indeed, indeed, indeed, B

Here we go, one time, yeah

I got these

Really neat

Really neat, really neat

Very beautifully alliterated

Very beautiful, uh

Little battle raps for you

Little battle rap, little battle rap, yeah

I got these

Really neat

What you got? Uh

Very beautifully alliterated

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Little battle raps for you

Talk to 'em now

So come on through

Big eyes, looking like skies in binoculars

Two nights live, singing by the Opera House

But not in it, just by it

Somewhat alongside it, a long silence

A strong, vibrant meditative song of guidance

Designed to raise eyelids, sublime and saved assignments

A warm regards and aged kindness for today's climate

In the vein of gang violence meets the gang's demises, and it bangs

Rises like wings on a plane

Plus a pilot who can fly it into the eye of Hurricane Iris

Stylish, same shoe in different sizes

With evidences of the mileage and the growth

Top hats and coats, tuxedos and throats where the bowties post

Folks look past the lower class blower of the notes

And tell unspoke jokes as they approach

Where she'll never be inside, but she hopes, yeah

I got these really neat

Really neat, really neat

Very beautifully alliterated

Real beautiful, uh

Little battle raps for you

Little battle rap, little battle rap, yeah

I got these

Really neat

Really neat

Very beautifully alliterated

What's up? What's up?

Little battle raps for you

Yeah, uh, uh

So come on through

The unamplified, fantasized

Land of the soon-to-be fans of the Samurai

Smile wide, got the panorama camera vibe

If you analyze, she's a one-woman gala, glamorized

Just without the glamor or the gala ties

Manner more alive with the jazz guys

Eating piano pies at the Vanguard

She's a artist and starved, a couple dollars in the band jar

Buys half a turkey sam

Organic and it's hand carved and ours

If you ask for a piece, freshly laughed for singing jazz in the streets

And the staff asked for police

Crashed at her friend's flat for a week

For a week

Felt at home as a raft on the beach

On the beach

Lit a fag, took a drag, took a tea

Took a tea

Read a book, took a bath, went to sleep

I got these

Really neat

You know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah

Very beautifully alliterated

Very beautiful, uh

Little battle raps for you

Little battle rap, little battle rap for you

I got these

Really neat

Really neat, really neat, aye

Very beautifully alliterated

Very beautiful, yeah

Little battle raps for you

Little battle rap

So come on through

I'd like to welcome everybody out

Yeah

To the Samurai, Samurai

Uh-huh

To the Samurai

Uh