Alright, this is Part IV, and it's a muthafuckin sequel
The one where we find out that I don't have an equal
Here's the plot: my skills are known to be peerless
I'm like Jet Li in the movie Fearless
Not just tough, but also quite enlightened
And that's got people just a little bit frightened
They all plan on how to bring my demise
But there's one thing that they don't realise
I'm indestructible, many years after I'm gone
The legacy I leave will still linger on
My lessons will be passed to each generation
And in my honour they will start a new Federation
But back to now, it's where I face my enemy
And leave him feeling like he's trying to fight ten o' me
First up it's Ali, I'll take the easiest first
His lines are poorly structured and consciously rehearsed
They can't hurt me, I'm a muthafuckin Master
Hit back with a neck-break and it's a disaster
Who's up next? It's that fool Doctor Mac
He tries to feint but he telegraphs his attack
It's too easy, I just adjust my stance
And flying by he goes, not worth a second glance
It's no challenge, I let him call in his buddy
Del steps in now you know it's gonna get bloody
They come at me, there's one from either side
I look into their eyes and see they're both petrified
With good reason, they've never seen such technique
Compared to me they are both feeble and weak
I let them get close, and then just disappear
They look into each others eyes and I smell fear
Oh what's that, Mac's gone and shit his pants
It's kinda better really he never had a chance
So it's just Del, probably my strongest ever foe
But he has just come up against The Dirty Ho
It's too late, because he's in too deep
He knows it and backs off and then begins to weep
But No Retreat, and No Surrender too
(But not the Van Damme film that was a pile of poo)
I step forward, and he takes two or three steps back
You can see that he is wary of my Dirty Ho attack
He's never faced such a talented opponent
And in his mind he knows that I'm the foremost proponent
Of the Wrongun style, fucked up and way unbeatable
It does some bad shit to you that you know is unrepeatable
And so he runs, turns tail and quickly flees
I hit him with a shot that brings him to his knees
Begs for his life, says he don't want to end up dead
But I kick his nuts so hard that it blows off his head
I look around, and survey the damage done
And everybody says that I am Number One . . .
So bacdafucup
The one where we find out that I don't have an equal
Here's the plot: my skills are known to be peerless
I'm like Jet Li in the movie Fearless
Not just tough, but also quite enlightened
And that's got people just a little bit frightened
They all plan on how to bring my demise
But there's one thing that they don't realise
I'm indestructible, many years after I'm gone
The legacy I leave will still linger on
My lessons will be passed to each generation
And in my honour they will start a new Federation
But back to now, it's where I face my enemy
And leave him feeling like he's trying to fight ten o' me
First up it's Ali, I'll take the easiest first
His lines are poorly structured and consciously rehearsed
They can't hurt me, I'm a muthafuckin Master
Hit back with a neck-break and it's a disaster
Who's up next? It's that fool Doctor Mac
He tries to feint but he telegraphs his attack
It's too easy, I just adjust my stance
And flying by he goes, not worth a second glance
It's no challenge, I let him call in his buddy
Del steps in now you know it's gonna get bloody
They come at me, there's one from either side
I look into their eyes and see they're both petrified
With good reason, they've never seen such technique
Compared to me they are both feeble and weak
I let them get close, and then just disappear
They look into each others eyes and I smell fear
Oh what's that, Mac's gone and shit his pants
It's kinda better really he never had a chance
So it's just Del, probably my strongest ever foe
But he has just come up against The Dirty Ho
It's too late, because he's in too deep
He knows it and backs off and then begins to weep
But No Retreat, and No Surrender too
(But not the Van Damme film that was a pile of poo)
I step forward, and he takes two or three steps back
You can see that he is wary of my Dirty Ho attack
He's never faced such a talented opponent
And in his mind he knows that I'm the foremost proponent
Of the Wrongun style, fucked up and way unbeatable
It does some bad shit to you that you know is unrepeatable
And so he runs, turns tail and quickly flees
I hit him with a shot that brings him to his knees
Begs for his life, says he don't want to end up dead
But I kick his nuts so hard that it blows off his head
I look around, and survey the damage done
And everybody says that I am Number One . . .
So bacdafucup
