Verbal Judo

That's tight work
Take a bow and get the kudos
Slamming down the beat
Like he was doing verbal judo

Mad with the pen
Words hit like Vale Tudo
Keep on talking hard bro
I'll pull your card like Uno

A light snack
Better check the glucose
Feasting on the track
He eating rappers like a sumo

Mamacita's
And the Papi Chulo's
Scrapping on the mat
They know the code like Budo

Just keep it nasty
Wristlocks for anyone
Popping of submissions
Like the Terminator mini-gun

A buck forty five
Feeling like I'm fiddy ton
Bringing down the pressure
On the mount sitting pretty son

The black Gi
Darker than obsidian
Wrap around your neck
And choke you out into oblivion

Straight killers
Handle their dominion
Known to break a leg
And we ain't talking bout the idiom

Raise the chalice
Hands are pretty calloused
Pour a little out for those
Who couldn't take the malice

Work em hard until the sweat
Be dripping by the gallons
Until they seeing stars
Like Aurora Borealis

Yo they tried to count us out
But they should know to never doubt us
We dripping with the sauce
While they just a little dollop

Heavy on the muscle
Y'all can keep the little scallops
Running the game
And I ain't even need to gallop

A man of peace
Catch me in the chapel
But we can get medieval
If ya people tryna battle

They kind of spazzy though
Flailing like some lunatics
Took em one by one
And put em right inside the crucifix

Y'all little hoochie mammas
Do not want the drama
The boom bap's back
To lay you out like Uchi Mata's

The first half
Ended with submission
I got em verbal tapping
Time to take an intermission

Alright, now the two options
I'm talking about, professional presence
And the ability to use the right word
On the right person, at the right time
Is what we call: Verbal Judo
Or tactical communication
Hey, anybody can talk
Few people can communicate
Communication under pressure
Is not a natural action
It is a highly artificial skilled thing

That's tight work
Take a bow and get the kudos
Slamming down the beat
Like he was doing verbal judo

Mad with the pen
Words hit like Vale Tudo
Keep on talking hard bro
I'll pull your card like Uno

A light snack
Better check the glucose
Feasting on the track
He eating rappers like a sumo

Mamacita's
And the Papi Chulo's
Scrapping on the mat
They know the code like Budo

This ain't Karate
Save ya nunchucks and dragon kicks
Son we down to grapple
Got our own funky bag of tricks

Silly rabbit
We far above the average
Take it to the ground
And you gon find out we some savages

Down on the mat
Rolling with the lady trainer
She catch an Omoplata
Now you chuckle I'm in danger

You better tap homes
That's a no brainer
If you spazzing and I hear that shoulder snap
I wouldn't blame her

Wash your Gi bro
I smell a little tuna
It's rotten with the cheese funk
Stunk it up like Gouda

High rollers in the parking lot
Sparking up the Buddha
While the hungry mat rats
On the hunt like barracuda

The black belts chew em up
Like they Beluga
Looking like some caviar
Stepping to the Big Kahuna

That's tight work
Lyrically a tactician
Got the verbal judo flow
To body any competition



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Writer(s): Lear Kirkland
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