Strike Izzy Down at Playa Shaolin

[Intro – Wu Chant & Blade Drawn] Wu-Tang! Wu-Tang! Wu-Tang ain't nothin' to fuck with! Izzy — you dishonored the wave, so now feel the blade! Your absence echoes like a coward’s breath at the gates of the temple. [Verse 1 – Sword Tongue Style] You left us mid-stance — the tide called your name Now we strike your rep with a seven-point flame If we see you at the beach, we come in formation Steel-toed sandals, no hesitation We'll sweep the leg like it's 1978 Drop kicks in timb boots, sealed by fate No surf for you, just Shaolin wrath We'll slice through your wetsuit and laugh at the aftermath [Verse 2 – Shaolin Threats on Sand] RZA pulled scrolls, said “End him in rhyme” So we wrote your downfall in kung-fu time You dodged the beach, now face iron claws 36 palms on your chest, no applause You ran from the waves like a monk in disgrace Now we hit with Tiger Fist straight to the face “Crane Style Revenge” — that’s our next attack We’ll paint your board red and never look back [Verse 3 – Old School Flicks & Death Promises] ODB screamin’ “Slice his soul with a sword!” Raekwon said, “Let’s hang his wax on the cord!” You chose the couch — now you face the blade Our surfboards now coffins — welcome to the raid Izzy, your name’s now cursed on the sand Dishonor to your dojo, shame on your clan Your ghost can surf, ‘cause your body won’t We’ll drown your board in honor — you surf, you don’t [Bridge – Kung-Fu Sample: “Now you will taste defeat...”] (Rumbling gong, distant scream) “You left the temple... now the temple comes for you.” [Verse 4 – Clan Vow of Humorous Violence] We made a vow, next time you flake We’ll drag you to the shore wrapped in a snake Tie you up in seaweed, brand your name on the reef Drop elbows like Jet Li with no relief Shaolin’s not a vibe, it’s a code of blood And you broke it — now fall with a muddy thud Our next cipher won’t have you invited Unless it’s in chains, or tightly indicted [Chorus – Clan Roar] Wu-Tang! Wu-Tang! Wu-Tang ain't nothin' to fuck with! Izzy flaked hard — now the gods want justice Wu-Tang! Wu-Tang! We train with pain So when we meet again... you'll never surf the same [Outro – Final Dragon Palm Warning] One wave missed, one life rewrote Your legend now told as a cautionary note Don’t betray the tide, don’t skip the clan Or next time... we'll surf with your head in our hands