Master Ken here with another secret street fighting tip
Now, today I wanna talk about neck breaks
When I watch it in the movies, and I see other dojos teach it
They're always teaching it wrong
They're always teaching to break the neck going side-to-side
That's not gonna break anybody's neck
That's just gonna make them uncomfortable, they may have to go see a chiropractor
But if you wanna kill somebody or at least paralyze them
You're gonna wanna go up, at an angle, here okay?
Now, as soon as I teach that people's first question is always
Master Ken how do I get into position?
I recommend a hug
Might break your neck trynna bop to this
Pop and twist
Crack to the world like apocalypse
Spotless
Like your mom expects
When you washin' dishes
Keepin' it clean
My scene is pristine
Like Listerine when its in the air
Keep a regime
That I call my team
And our senses are keen
Ever since we was teens
Jesus wept
And jeez he swept the floor with you niggas
Heat I kept from Florida
No cordial, witness
The burns I inflict at a third degree
Y'all better not be worms with an early me
I might take a bite and a birdie's tree
I might take your chick trynna flirt with me
I might take the world like bright burn
I might earn my sight back
Went blind from my brightness
No chauffeur
Drivers seat with stone loafers
I pop in and get bread back
Like cold toasters
No posters
I leave the walls bare
They're all scared
When I see clouds and fall there
I levitate
Like I tripped backwards
A dizaster-isque
Lyrics spinning make you dizzay
Your shits a mess like scrambled eggs
My script is prepped like Benedict
Yes it is
If they want that banger I got this discotheque
All that noise is just some disrespect
I move like Nike best get yours checked
When I speed past ya I might break your neck
If they want that banger I got this discotheque
All that noise is just some disrespect
I move like Nike best get yours checked
When I speed past ya I might break your neck
Just get up close to your opponent
Maybe try a little smile to relax them
And then get in close
Now I'm in perfect position for the neck break
Take my hand, perhaps caress their face
Again, don't forget the smile
Until I'm ready to break the neck
(Crick)
Snap, just like that
I'm master Ken, and that was another secret street fighting tip
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Master Ken here with another secret street fighting tip
Now, today I wanna talk about neck breaks
When I watch it in the movies, and I see other dojos teach it
They're always teaching it wrong
They're always teaching to break the neck going side-to-side
That's not gonna break anybody's neck
That's just gonna make them uncomfortable, they may have to go see a chiropractor
But if you wanna kill somebody or at least paralyze them
You're gonna wanna go up, at an angle, here okay?
Now, as soon as I teach that people's first question is always
Master Ken how do I get into position?
I recommend a hug
Might break your neck trynna bop to this
Pop and twist
Crack to the world like apocalypse
Spotless
Like your mom expects
When you washin' dishes
Keepin' it clean
My scene is pristine
Like Listerine when its in the air
Keep a regime
That I call my team
And our senses are keen
Ever since we was teens
Jesus wept
And jeez he swept the floor with you niggas
Heat I kept from Florida
No cordial, witness
The burns I inflict at a third degree
Y'all better not be worms with an early me
I might take a bite and a birdie's tree
I might take your chick trynna flirt with me
I might take the world like bright burn
I might earn my sight back
Went blind from my brightness
No chauffeur
Drivers seat with stone loafers
I pop in and get bread back
Like cold toasters
No posters
I leave the walls bare
They're all scared
When I see clouds and fall there
I levitate
Like I tripped backwards
A dizaster-isque
Lyrics spinning make you dizzay
Your shits a mess like scrambled eggs
My script is prepped like Benedict
Yes it is
If they want that banger I got this discotheque
All that noise is just some disrespect
I move like Nike best get yours checked
When I speed past ya I might break your neck
If they want that banger I got this discotheque
All that noise is just some disrespect
I move like Nike best get yours checked
When I speed past ya I might break your neck
Just get up close to your opponent
Maybe try a little smile to relax them
And then get in close
Now I'm in perfect position for the neck break
Take my hand, perhaps caress their face
Again, don't forget the smile
Until I'm ready to break the neck
(Crick)
Snap, just like that
I'm master Ken, and that was another secret street fighting tip
Now, today I wanna talk about neck breaks
When I watch it in the movies, and I see other dojos teach it
They're always teaching it wrong
They're always teaching to break the neck going side-to-side
That's not gonna break anybody's neck
That's just gonna make them uncomfortable, they may have to go see a chiropractor
But if you wanna kill somebody or at least paralyze them
You're gonna wanna go up, at an angle, here okay?
Now, as soon as I teach that people's first question is always
Master Ken how do I get into position?
I recommend a hug
Might break your neck trynna bop to this
Pop and twist
Crack to the world like apocalypse
Spotless
Like your mom expects
When you washin' dishes
Keepin' it clean
My scene is pristine
Like Listerine when its in the air
Keep a regime
That I call my team
And our senses are keen
Ever since we was teens
Jesus wept
And jeez he swept the floor with you niggas
Heat I kept from Florida
No cordial, witness
The burns I inflict at a third degree
Y'all better not be worms with an early me
I might take a bite and a birdie's tree
I might take your chick trynna flirt with me
I might take the world like bright burn
I might earn my sight back
Went blind from my brightness
No chauffeur
Drivers seat with stone loafers
I pop in and get bread back
Like cold toasters
No posters
I leave the walls bare
They're all scared
When I see clouds and fall there
I levitate
Like I tripped backwards
A dizaster-isque
Lyrics spinning make you dizzay
Your shits a mess like scrambled eggs
My script is prepped like Benedict
Yes it is
If they want that banger I got this discotheque
All that noise is just some disrespect
I move like Nike best get yours checked
When I speed past ya I might break your neck
If they want that banger I got this discotheque
All that noise is just some disrespect
I move like Nike best get yours checked
When I speed past ya I might break your neck
Just get up close to your opponent
Maybe try a little smile to relax them
And then get in close
Now I'm in perfect position for the neck break
Take my hand, perhaps caress their face
Again, don't forget the smile
Until I'm ready to break the neck
(Crick)
Snap, just like that
I'm master Ken, and that was another secret street fighting tip
Writer: Melvin Nelson
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