Ode to O-Ren Ishii

Hey yo, I wanna dedicate this song right here to O-Ren Ishi
Half-Chinese, half-Japanesee
Half American, and yo, oh what a specie
Of feminine perfection, she got the sinister cat eyes, and little freckles on the complexion
Chief of tha Yakuza, but she's wicked like Medusa
And she got crazy 88 killers thata slice right through ya
Quick to chop a head off, then wipe the blood off
Long-range sniper shot she bust, never let a dud off
Ya gotta minute to pray, and a second to die
You can see the image of the devil reflected inside her eye
But since she was a little girl, yo, she never would cry
She seen so much tragedy, let me explain to you why
She grew up onna military base, where she had to face the brutality of her mother and her father being erased
The blood drops are her tear drops on her cheek, you see the smear spots
She silently watched as the shogun sliced through her dear pops
Through his thick skull
Now she's vicious like a pit bull and when it comes to hatred and revenge she got a shit full
Revenge is the fire that burns inside your soul
And yo, she been busting up knee-caps, son, since the age of eleven
But fucking an enemy to death, that was her favorite weapon
And the debt you paid in hell, boy it can't be paid in heaven
You better get down on your knees son and start praying to the reverend
Bon appetite
Boy, revenge is so sweet
Especially when it's served in a cold dish
But she has no wish, but to cut your day short like the winter solstice
And a chance to receive a slight bit of mercy from her was hopeless
O-Ren Ishi
Half-Chinese, half-Japanesee
Half American, and yo, oh what a specie