Lyrics:

'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'

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 emcees, 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 emcees with the fear of God
You'll be cursed like Herod and struck by the iron rod
Tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-tchka-POW

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

'Man-Mantis style isn't easy to learn
A mantis is small but powerful
With it's arms it can lift up many times its own weight'

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