[Intro: Yu Yu Hakusho]
"Try to take control of your spirit energy and then gather as much as you can into your right index finger. Now all you have to do is aim and shoot! Imagine the trigger in your mind and then pull it tight."

[Verse]
You should be used to Yusuke
A nigga used to them dudes who use K's
Just try to be of some use, K?
They forewarned of the real born with a four-horned drill (wha?)
This adorned skill
Silly niggas slipped upon an orange peel
Stupid
It was supposed to be a banana peel
His life set is a joke
He's doing standup still, standing still (Eddie Murphy-ass nigga)
Santa's real as an anagram feels (wha?)
But I feel it's man behind the ill will
Understand them hammers will peel but appeal to hammers
I unhand a man's handyman's skills (wha?)
That he went from a slave to Mr. Fancy Pants still (Fancy Pants still)
You can't withstand the span of the ill planted within his glands chill (chill out nigga)
It get worse (yeah it gets real)
Infinite realities (wha?) finite options (yea)
Why try boxing a Fight Night Hopkins
Him and his guys hopped in
Wore red to a function in the South
He had no clue (he had no clue)
Niggas was so cold too
The cold part: it was cold too
But sometimes you gotta let that L's roast or it'll roast you
Learned that watching that Special Beam Cannon go thru Goku (Special Beam Cannon!)
You ain't never been to a party where no dudes know you (wha?)
When they just lost one of they bros too
But bro that was my bro too (that was my nigga too)
I've been gassin' for thirteen years you should see '02 (goddamn!)
They ain't gon' catch that (yeah they ain't bro keep going)
Asking 'em to light candles
Why handle a guy with the wise bite with cyanide enamel, I'm live
And niggas went from color TV's with the knobs and like five channels
To the PS4 with the Netflix fly flannels, five-panels nigga
They call it evolution
Stepped in front of this wreck for restitution
Bet on the best of illusions for this revolution
Smooth wreckin', chin-checking students for stepping stupid
And I ain't have a vest when they was shooting
I ran (got outta there nigga)
Now we gotta pop Pops and your other dad
Your brother dad
Drawn out the perimeter like he colored bad
Freeze a chicken, forget taking 'em out
Now my mother mad
And that's another bag
(I told you to take that chicken out the freezer nigga. I told you to take that chicken out the freezer nigga, take that chicken out)

[Outro: Yu Yu Hakusho]
"Iwamoto, are you alright?"
"What happened?!"
"It worked!"
"It's your 'Spirit Gun'."

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