ninja lyrics – icp

“eh yo j man eh?”
“eh man you remember me?”
“ah huh.”
“you remember that sh*t you said?”
“uh uh.”
“well paybacks a b*tch!”
(4 gunshots)
“mmm motherf*cker let’s go man.”
“hold up man he’s still alive man.”
(5 gunshots)
“die motherf*cker d*mn!”
(1 gunshot)
“shoot the motherf*cker again man”
(1 gunshot)
“aw sh*t.”
(2 gunshots)
“shoot him again man.”
“ahahaha. ahahah.”
(3 gunshots)
“motherf*cker’s still alive man”
(3 gunshots)
“die, man.”
(1 gunshot)
“aw sh*t, let’s get the f*ck out of here, man”
“ahhhh! ahahahaha!
the wicked clowns will never die!
hahahahah, b*tches.”
(total gunshots fired: 20 shots)

“what’s the h*ll’s a ninja?”
“a ninja is the branch of the japenese samurai. a very old
orginization. it’s origins are hundreds of years old. much
of its history’s been lost. not many ninjas exist today, yet
they all have imdominal fighting skills as a part of ninjitsu.
no matter what weapons you use, a ninja will never die.”
(at the same time: in background)
ninja’s possess superior skills of ninjitsu, motherf*cker
ninja’s have imdominal fighting skills
i’m ninja, a ninjer, a motherf*cking ninja

d*mn, i wish i could be a shogun samurai
so i can swing a sword and make necks fly
i’d go to school and ninja crawl through the halls
then i’d jump out and stab b*tches in the b*lls
cuz i remember these kids from the playground
everybody’d hang around, we were all down
but then we grew up and everybody turned away
and now they dissin me, yellin “f*ck nerdy j”
its sad to think of how it changed as i got older
as i sit and draw a ninja on my folder, uh
what i would do if i only had a ninja sword
you’d see blood start flingin on the chalk board
i’d tell the whole cl*ss n*body move a jiggle
first one to do, i’ll make your f*ckin neck wiggle
everyone would start jockin, the news would take my picture
d*mn, i wish i could be a ninja

d*mn, i wish i could be a ninja (3x)
d*mn, it’d feel good to see people up on it

after i was killing all the yuppie f*cks
all the poor kids would come and swing from my nuts
and i would walk home feeling like a samurai
i’d walk in the house and see my momma cry
i’d ask why, she’d point to my drunk pops
he tried to hit her again but that sh*t stops
i kick him in his throat, you hear his neck break
i throw a roundhouse and knock his beard off his face
i’d tell him, “dad, now look at all your broken gl*ss
why don’t you pick it all up and stick it in your *ss?”
i watch him do it, now hurry up, you take forever
when he was done, i’d squeeze his b*tt cheeks together
now get the f*ck out my house, never come back
i throw a chinese star and stick him in his *ss crack (aaahhh!)
i turn to my mother, “i’m sorry that he hit ya”
d*mn, i wish i could be a ninja

d*mn, i wish i could be a ninja (3x)
d*mn, it’d feel good to see people up on it

if i could be a ninja, my daddy’d be dead
but i still gotta go to work and pay the rent
i flip french fries for two twenty-five
mr. donny works here, he’s f*ckin forty-five
but he think he the sh*t cuz he the boss
i guess he don’t know that his life is a loss
i walk in, about 5 minutes late
cuz i was trying to clean the blood off my ninja blade
but mr. donny wanna try and get up in my face
screaming at me, sweatin over this place
mad cuz i’m late, he’s no better than me
just another b*tch working for next to free
i thought about taking my ninja steel
and cuttin up his body and fry him on the grill
but he’s too f*ckin whack and i can kill this b*tch
and i don’t even need to be a ninja

d*mn, i wish i could be a ninja (3x)
d*mn, it’d feel good to see people up on it

yeah, yeah, i’m a ninja, yeah
f*ck that! i’m a wicked clown, b*tch!

/ icp lyrics