It's common knowledge that the magical sound
That happens when I rap is habit-forming, pass it around
And no shinobi ever had any doubt about the
Sexy no Jutsu coming out of my mouth

I write rhymes for the people in the front of the show seats
But you're mistaken if you think I'm shunning the nosebleeds
I'm dope when I proceed to roll out a motif
And blow for blow, well I hold my own lowkey

I don't need nine tails, just one if you're foxy
You can leave marks on my face and cover em softly
If you're down to talk to me then I'm Free if you copy
Flame on your six, I could be your Kakashi



When I'm laying down the jutsu I'm told that it's freaky
But I don't really notice if the flow is cheeky
They're looking at screens that I'm shown in weakly
Begging for the next like Shonen Weekly

Put a spell on me, genjutsu, I'm already gone
Give me one shot to make you move, I'm a starting gun
In the booth, I can tell the party's on
And you're in the mood, I can see it in your eye like a Sharingan

Ooh, you got a love note coming
Since I was a shonen, I always wrote dozens
I'm bashful, but the passion is so sudden
Got both arms back like you're Naruto running

Snu snu cuz I'm on some new school ecchi
Boolin with the zoo crew, group too edgy
Rather find love than some YouTube prestige
I keep my bars tough and my jutsu sexy