[Intro: Invincible Shaolin sample]

"The technique depends mainly on arm and finger strength

Once you've that, then the next step is to learn how to pierce stone

Well, you might as well start practicing now"

"Do you–" "Do you–" "Do you–" "Do you–" "Do you know Mantis legends?

How it was it all started?

It was fighting off this blackbird

Although, it was only a tenth of the bird's size, it was a very valiant insect

And that's why the technique needs a brave man

And a strong one who isn't afraid of arts"

[Verse 1: Bobby Digital]

Welcome back to the temple of hip-hop and Sword Kenpo

Lyrical rhyme nympho, b-boy Bob Digital

Diamond crystal ring, solid gold bone rituals

We be the humble, most calmest individuals

Hard to spot microdots, we Sasquatch

Stomp MCs, third eye Cyclops laser beam shots

Being fired once the father get raised up

We John Blaze up, abrasive heat from the phaser gun

Never left on stun, dunn; Atilla the Hun

Type killer, Park Hilla, eighteen wheeler

Macks in the truck lanes from the rugged grains of Shaolin soil

You red wolves be prowling

Howling over the shit that got the whole world bowing

We spoiled, one thousand swordsmen

One thousand recordings, one thousand Wu stores and

One thousand rap tours and

Global insurance, not your everyday occurrence

My rhyme torments MCs with the fear of God

You'll be cursed like Herod and struck by the iron rod

Tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-POW

[Chorus: Tekitha]

Hellz Wind Staff, the wrath of black titans

Niggas battling, sword swinging

Cutthroat women, raw wind given, save the children

Escape the poverty for living

Let live, die by the mic, shadow skilled by night

Hellz Wind Staff, the wrath of black titans

Niggas battling, sword swinging

Cutthroat women, raw wind given, save the children

Escape the poverty for living

Let live, die by the mic, shadow skilled by night

[Break: Invincible Shaolin sample]

"Man-Mantis style isn't easy to learn

A mantis is small but powerful

With its arms it can lift up many times its own weight"

[Verse 2: Masta Killa]

On behalf of the Wu-Tang Clan, I'll display the Hong Kong

Shaolin King Kong palm

Slaps niggas in half from Kwangtung

Ten Tigers scratch like Allah Math, the Hellz Wind Staff

Watch the Eight Diagram strike the diaphragm

Pierced lung, minute funk tongue double-edged, sound the drum

Here I come, as predicted

Holding the raw seal, all heads kneel

7th-degree black mic skill is ill, listen to the guns holler

Swallow the shell, East New York terrorist

Break food to this, madness, crazy low-hand

Grabs the mic stand, smooth as water

Spat in Seven Seas, you've not yet mastered

Breathe in, lungs wheeze, Earth kills

I'm wrecking emcees, blood spills, meadow is round

The piercing sound of silence deafens ears

Fires fears, wood sharp eagle claw tears

Tree from bark, hard to maintain control

When you leaking, I stand with the strength of Job

And hold pressure that'll bust your head

While I'm teaching Civilization

One having Knowledge, Wisdom

Understanding, culture refinement

Not a savage in pursuit of happiness

Thunderous Mantis, all chant this