Our days of comfort, days of night
Don't put yourself in solitude
Who can I trust with my life
When people tend to be so rude?My mama borne me in a ghetto
There was no mattress for my head
But no, she couldn't call me Jesus
I wasn't white enough, she saidAnd then she named me, kung fu
Don't have to explain it, no, kung fu
Don't know how you'll take it, kung fu
I'm just trying to make it, kung fuI've got some babies and some sisters
My brother worked for Uncle Sam
It's just a shame, ain't it, mister
We being brothers of the damnedBut nothing brings about the difference
You are my lover, do believe
Shall we join hands for tomorrow?
Don't giving up, then up your sleeveKeep your head high, kung fu
I will till I die, yeah, kung fu
Don't be too intense, no, kung fu
Keep your common sense, yeah, kung fuDon't mistake life for a secret
There is no secret part of you
You bet your life if you think wicked
Someone else is thinking wicked tooKeep your head high, kung fu
I will till I die, yeah, kung fu
Don't be too intense, no, kung fu
Keep your common sense, yeah, kung fuOur days of comfort, days of night
Don't put yourself in solitude
Who can I trust with my life
When people tend to be so rude?My mama borne me in a ghetto
There was no mattress for my head
But no, she couldn't name me Jesus
I wasn't white enough, she saidAnd then she named me, kung fu
Don't have to explain it, no, kung fu
Don't know how you'll take it, kung fu
I'm just trying to make it, kung fuKung, kung fu, kung fu