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(Verse 1)
In the land of the rising sun, where the samurais roamed,
Edo streets, where the darkness owned,
Trap houses in the shadows, where the code is stone,
Gritty beats echoing, in the samurai's zone.

Chopped and screwed melodies, haunting and grimy,
808 bass shaking, streets feel prime-y,
Samurais moving silent, with honor and pride,
In the heart of the city, where the secrets reside.

(Chorus)
In the Edo period, where the samurais roam,
Dark vibes in the air, in their ancestral home,
From the depths of the past, their stories are known,
In the streets of Edo, where their legacy is shown.

(Verse 2)
Smoke-filled rooms, where the deals are struck,
Samurais with swords, never relying on luck,
Ominous synths playing, in the dead of the night,
Memories of battles, in their minds take flight.

Grimy streets of Edo, where the samurais dwell,
Criminal minds, in the land they excel,
But honor and loyalty, their code never fell,
In the streets of Edo, their stories they tell.

(Chorus)
In the Edo period, where the samurais roam,
Dark vibes in the air, in their ancestral home,
From the depths of the past, their stories are known,
In the streets of Edo, where their legacy is shown.

(Bridge)
From the mountains to the valleys, they stoo

(Bridge)
From the mountains to the valleys, they stood tall,
Living by the bushido code, never to fall,
Vintage samurais, in a world so grand,
Their spirits still echo, across the land.

(Outro)
In the Edo period, their legend lives on,
In the hearts of the people, their legacy shone,
Samurais of old, in the streets they've known,
In the streets of Edo, their spirit's home.

(END)