Who owns a bunch of cosplay stores in Japan?
It's your favorite gringo in the world, GasMask Man
I slice people open with my hard edged katana
All in the search for my personal Nirvana
I be meditating in the mountains like Bodhidharma
Then do it like Buddha and light up the ganja
Wanna hit of this, I'll be giving you a sample
But it might be poisonus like the People's Temple
Everyone I ever knew is fucking dead
They said they take a bullet for me, so they're full of lead
Whеn I'm in the shadows I look like Judge Drеdd
Make you so scared that you hide under your bed
Open up the pod bay doors please, Hal
Or I'll break your neck like Steven Seagal
Anything written by L. Ron Hubbard
Is as Believable as the Indian in the Cupboard
Now I'm not the one to diss someone's religion
But Scientology is just a man's creation
Fake philosophy just to get to your money
Their souls be as twisted as a Japanese Oni
Did that last part provoke anyone?
When I'm in the park will you pull up your gun
Everyone around me they be tell me to run
But I'm too busy staring right into the sun
The wrath of a nation I might be evoking
We just hit the 4:20 mark, are you smoking?
Pack one bowl, then double it's size
Then smoke it like your smoking for ten guys
If you wanna be rad like Vanilla Ice
Then smoke till there's nothing but red in your eyes
Smoke trees until you don't have any more
Or at least until your throat gets way too sore
And don’t join in cause there is no fucking chorus
Try to sing along and I’ll kick you like Chuck Norris
Break off your jaw using my nunchuck
Call the 5-0, I don’t give a mothafuck
Cause I’m just a one hit wonder whose trying to dance
My plan is to last longer then the French Resistance
What you are watching is my creation
The birth of a new Viking Buddhist Nation
Coming in on the right, coming in on the left
Wanted in 30 countries for murder and theft
If you battle me I’ll just throw down the mic
Pull some crazy dance moves a la Dick Van Dyke
Like Stan Bush I’m in the eye of the storm
With all the social creatures who are always trying to conform
You think you are safe, is that what you assume?
Fuck around with us - I’ll lead ya strait to your doom
I'm a born fighter like Jean Claude Van Damme
When he double teams up with Dennis Rodman
I throw you out on the Doormat / Threat you with my Gat
You ain't nothing but a filthy street rat
When you die No one is going to grieve
The only one missing you will be the fleas
I don’t need a gun to scare you out of town
Put the bullets in my mouth and then bite down
Running away is a stupid thing to do
Cuz I got six little friends and they run faster than you
Use my fist of fury to kill everyone in the jury
Got more radiation poisioning then both the Curies
When it comes to my beliefs I have no doubt
I think I’ll kill you all and let God sort you out
Even after witnessing the massacre and the gore
You scream you want more like we haven’t beefed before
You can’t fight me, I’m bionic from this Chronic
The Dungeon beats travel Super Sonic
You think you are safe if I run out of ammo
But I can use my fists like Jackie and Sammo
Don’t try to chill - be ready for the attack
I’ll spray the crowd like my name was Zodiac
Don’t come up to me barking like a runt
I’ll punt you in the cunt while I lite up this blunt
As you lay dying I tell you in Mandarin
That you were guilty of all primal sins
The time has come to talk of many things
Removing the heads of self proclaimed kings
Down with tyrants to quote Wilkes Booth
Instead of bullets, my ammunition is the truth
History repeats and ends with strife
Remember my face to extract vengeance in the next life
The path of my life is to set my mind and soul free
And helping the blind, aiding them to see
A Buddha is someone who finds freedom in good fortune and bad
That’s what the prophet Bodhidharma always said
My lord and master is Jesus of Nazareth
He’s a form of escapism just like meth
Fuck Goldman Sachs and Fuck the Lehman Brothers
Fuck Alan Greenspan and Fuck Larry Summers
My lyrics are progressive like an vinyl by Rush
Like finding the law of motion by using Calculus
Saw some thugs hanging out by the street
With their hands to their mouths they were trying to create a beat
Told them that they sucked at making those rhymes
Their equals in battles would be a group of mimes
You guys think that you are some badasses
But I’ll drop you like Birds from Arkansas
Slicing MC’s like Pirates from Somalia
Then celebrating by passing the Euphoria
Do you have any ganja to inhale
You just have crack, then I’ll Christian Bale
DMT is good if you want to be hardcore
You will see things that no other human has ever seen before
And no human will ever see it again
Just you and your men chilling in your den
It's your favorite gringo in the world, GasMask Man
I slice people open with my hard edged katana
All in the search for my personal Nirvana
I be meditating in the mountains like Bodhidharma
Then do it like Buddha and light up the ganja
Wanna hit of this, I'll be giving you a sample
But it might be poisonus like the People's Temple
Everyone I ever knew is fucking dead
They said they take a bullet for me, so they're full of lead
Whеn I'm in the shadows I look like Judge Drеdd
Make you so scared that you hide under your bed
Open up the pod bay doors please, Hal
Or I'll break your neck like Steven Seagal
Anything written by L. Ron Hubbard
Is as Believable as the Indian in the Cupboard
Now I'm not the one to diss someone's religion
But Scientology is just a man's creation
Fake philosophy just to get to your money
Their souls be as twisted as a Japanese Oni
Did that last part provoke anyone?
When I'm in the park will you pull up your gun
Everyone around me they be tell me to run
But I'm too busy staring right into the sun
The wrath of a nation I might be evoking
We just hit the 4:20 mark, are you smoking?
Pack one bowl, then double it's size
Then smoke it like your smoking for ten guys
If you wanna be rad like Vanilla Ice
Then smoke till there's nothing but red in your eyes
Smoke trees until you don't have any more
Or at least until your throat gets way too sore
And don’t join in cause there is no fucking chorus
Try to sing along and I’ll kick you like Chuck Norris
Break off your jaw using my nunchuck
Call the 5-0, I don’t give a mothafuck
Cause I’m just a one hit wonder whose trying to dance
My plan is to last longer then the French Resistance
What you are watching is my creation
The birth of a new Viking Buddhist Nation
Coming in on the right, coming in on the left
Wanted in 30 countries for murder and theft
If you battle me I’ll just throw down the mic
Pull some crazy dance moves a la Dick Van Dyke
Like Stan Bush I’m in the eye of the storm
With all the social creatures who are always trying to conform
You think you are safe, is that what you assume?
Fuck around with us - I’ll lead ya strait to your doom
I'm a born fighter like Jean Claude Van Damme
When he double teams up with Dennis Rodman
I throw you out on the Doormat / Threat you with my Gat
You ain't nothing but a filthy street rat
When you die No one is going to grieve
The only one missing you will be the fleas
I don’t need a gun to scare you out of town
Put the bullets in my mouth and then bite down
Running away is a stupid thing to do
Cuz I got six little friends and they run faster than you
Use my fist of fury to kill everyone in the jury
Got more radiation poisioning then both the Curies
When it comes to my beliefs I have no doubt
I think I’ll kill you all and let God sort you out
Even after witnessing the massacre and the gore
You scream you want more like we haven’t beefed before
You can’t fight me, I’m bionic from this Chronic
The Dungeon beats travel Super Sonic
You think you are safe if I run out of ammo
But I can use my fists like Jackie and Sammo
Don’t try to chill - be ready for the attack
I’ll spray the crowd like my name was Zodiac
Don’t come up to me barking like a runt
I’ll punt you in the cunt while I lite up this blunt
As you lay dying I tell you in Mandarin
That you were guilty of all primal sins
The time has come to talk of many things
Removing the heads of self proclaimed kings
Down with tyrants to quote Wilkes Booth
Instead of bullets, my ammunition is the truth
History repeats and ends with strife
Remember my face to extract vengeance in the next life
The path of my life is to set my mind and soul free
And helping the blind, aiding them to see
A Buddha is someone who finds freedom in good fortune and bad
That’s what the prophet Bodhidharma always said
My lord and master is Jesus of Nazareth
He’s a form of escapism just like meth
Fuck Goldman Sachs and Fuck the Lehman Brothers
Fuck Alan Greenspan and Fuck Larry Summers
My lyrics are progressive like an vinyl by Rush
Like finding the law of motion by using Calculus
Saw some thugs hanging out by the street
With their hands to their mouths they were trying to create a beat
Told them that they sucked at making those rhymes
Their equals in battles would be a group of mimes
You guys think that you are some badasses
But I’ll drop you like Birds from Arkansas
Slicing MC’s like Pirates from Somalia
Then celebrating by passing the Euphoria
Do you have any ganja to inhale
You just have crack, then I’ll Christian Bale
DMT is good if you want to be hardcore
You will see things that no other human has ever seen before
And no human will ever see it again
Just you and your men chilling in your den
( GasMask Man )
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