Testo The Duelist

[Remedy] The Duelist.. Fetch your blade, swing your shit The Duelist.. chop 'em I be the dope in this, great white hope in this Soloist, vocalist, doloist, mogulist, long pole bogulist Ragin' bull chauvinist, pull the wool specialist Six million megabits, lyrical perfectionist Fuckin' you, look into the tape and see the W What to do? Times of rosen, who? Cold chosen few Rap is void, make a move; stay paranoid Velocity asteroid, royal can boy You can't touch these, my family is crowned trustees We got the half Swingin' Swordsmen Wu Killa Bees, the truest, Art of War rap cats Here are the rulers, Shaolin This is Remedy, you can't fuck with The Duelist [Chorus 2X: Remedy] The dope in this, great white hope in this Soloist, vocalist, doloist, mogulist, long pole bogulist Ragin' bull chauvinist, pull the wool specialist Six million megabits, lyrical perfectionist [Remedy] What you don't know is what you can't see Me, Remedy, back in Dukes makin' cookies Back in '93, chemistry, the dueler Past-time hobby, rock the ruler Now I mate you in the yard of the high price darts Your last breath, one left, closer to death Swingin' Swords, chop the head, pass it off to the next Smokin' bones with Sunn, run off of one good lung of the murders, tracks that they've done, where I'm from The Shaolin where anyone knows everything about everyone It's scary, cut their tongue, shit's hairy, stay weary I'm the so-called wings of God, they wanna glance And lock you and got you in a trance to rock you Off the seeds that they planted, don't take shit for granted These fake fucks are makin' out like bandits I seen it comin' through years of the plannin' The man's got the knowledge, W, wisdom and the youth of understandin' [Chorus 2X] [Remedy] Cut their tongues off, swing your blade The Duelist.. Rem-D, chop 'em