CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hero
[Grant Fore]
Uh, uh, uh
Check it out...come on
[Grant Fore]
Samurai sword on my back
I call her Katana and time halts when I wanna
In case you wanna attack
And though I wouldn't try that
Because of your honor, you get chopped like the fodder
Yeah, you'll be dead in a flat second...a known fact
Seeing the act makes me double it back
I can see the reaction, a devil intact
Won't give him the satisfaction, yo
I'm getting off track
My train of thought's out of whack
Yet I still maintain
Great responsibility is a hero's game
Lame response ability is a hero's shame
Hiro Nakamura, that's my hero's name
As he rose to fame
My sensei remained in a humble lane
Critically acclaimed for the way he tamed
The city was stained by the wroughts of vain
Bring the pain, burdened back
Doing it to put my city on the map
Bring it back, burdened cranium
Doing it to put my city on like coo coo
California niggas gon' respect the estilo
New York niggas gon' respect the skill-o
Texas niggas gon' recognize I'm trill-o
Pushing rhymes like I just copped a kilo
My goal ain't to be rich, but imma make money
And there ain't really shit that you could say to me
Sensei paved the way so imma do it to death
Sensei left a letter for me and this what it said...
[Sensei]
I know you struggle with anger
But it is time that you embark on your journey
I have taught you all that I know
So it is your turn to have your own technique
It will be a long and arduous road to self-discipline:
Mind, body, and soul
For now, you have rightfully inherited the talent of foresight
May the Lord continue to grant you the foresight to foresee the evils
That approach you....my son
Uh, uh, uh
Check it out...come on
[Grant Fore]
Samurai sword on my back
I call her Katana and time halts when I wanna
In case you wanna attack
And though I wouldn't try that
Because of your honor, you get chopped like the fodder
Yeah, you'll be dead in a flat second...a known fact
Seeing the act makes me double it back
I can see the reaction, a devil intact
Won't give him the satisfaction, yo
I'm getting off track
My train of thought's out of whack
Yet I still maintain
Great responsibility is a hero's game
Lame response ability is a hero's shame
Hiro Nakamura, that's my hero's name
As he rose to fame
My sensei remained in a humble lane
Critically acclaimed for the way he tamed
The city was stained by the wroughts of vain
Bring the pain, burdened back
Doing it to put my city on the map
Bring it back, burdened cranium
Doing it to put my city on like coo coo
California niggas gon' respect the estilo
New York niggas gon' respect the skill-o
Texas niggas gon' recognize I'm trill-o
Pushing rhymes like I just copped a kilo
My goal ain't to be rich, but imma make money
And there ain't really shit that you could say to me
Sensei paved the way so imma do it to death
Sensei left a letter for me and this what it said...
[Sensei]
I know you struggle with anger
But it is time that you embark on your journey
I have taught you all that I know
So it is your turn to have your own technique
It will be a long and arduous road to self-discipline:
Mind, body, and soul
For now, you have rightfully inherited the talent of foresight
May the Lord continue to grant you the foresight to foresee the evils
That approach you....my son
